'Twas the 25th of December, but no snow was found
As Ib and Lisa traveled east, Ohio Valley bound.
Grandma in the kitchen making a fuss;
While Grandpa was proud, showing support for The Bus.
Dad thought of a song that we all should sing,
Then danced around in Christmas-cookie bling.
Seeester and Matt giggling on the couch,
With the smell of roast beast filling the house.
Ib with his syrup: a half-gallon jug;
This, he said, was a whole lot of love!
Grandma loved her blue birds,
And Mom: a new sweater!
Matching hats for the boys make things even better.
We didn't need snow or wintery weather;
Our Christmas was perfect because we were together!
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