During Christmas Eve
No one is to lost
To be found
For no one is alone .
I will go to midnight mass at 4
And come home and have oyster stew .
I will keep your snap shots on my wall
For all who want to see .
I will share memories
With all who want to hear
Of the good old days .
I know easing into old-ness
Requires little energy ,
But showing snap shots
And sharing memories
And playing with a grandchild
Takes every ounce of oomph and oops !!
On this Christmas Eve out of me !!
This all could have been
The Greatest Story Ever Told by me !!!!
I Love You All
By Brock
Smiley