'Twas 5 days before Christmas and all through my house,

The chaos and clutter would frighten a mouse.

The halls have been decked the trees set a glow,

Waiting for presents adorned with a bow.

With scissors a flying and wrapping galore,

Our check book is screaming, "Please no more!"

From crafts to cookies and neighborhood lists,

The fear I've forgotten someone- you get the gist.

Grade school performances, dancing and more,

Flurries of snowflakes and gifts at the door.

As the big day approaches, and whirlwinds slow down,

The excitement and bustle slows around town.

We gather our family and in reverence awe,

At the miracle the shepherds witnessed and saw.

The rushing, the whirlwinds, the festivities all

Pause to give notice to the meaning of,

The Baby born in a manger stall.