The Night Before Christmas

(2001)

'Twas the night before Christmas

And all through the land

People were bustling

With gifts in their hand

But this year is different

They're not going all out

They're getting back to the meaning

Of what Christmas is about

We're at war this year

Brought on by terror

But rather than fearful

We've all pulled together

Our children as always are tucked in their beds

With visions of sugarplums dancing in their heads

Their stockings are hung by the chimney with care

Hoping that St. Nicholas soon will be there

Their grandmas and grandpas

Their moms and their dads

Their aunts and their uncles

Are more peaceful and glad

They're thankful for families

For freedom and love

And thanking their Maker

The good Lord above

We'll hear all those sleigh bells

It's Santa again

But when we thank  Santa

God will hear our Amen

As Santa lays his finger aside of his nose

Knowing what's next...up the chimney he rose

We'll hear him exclaim as he rides out of sight

Merry Christmas to all, and to all a goodnight!

Looking up at the stars

Where we knew he took flight

We'll pray and be thankful

For this wonderful night!

We'll open our presents

And give thought to our danger

And quietly think of

That Babe in the Manger

© 2001 By Susan L. Anderson