We finally got a tree.
If you look really close you'll see,
Gaps where the lights should be;
It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas.
Stockings on the stair.
Lovely to look at now,
But how wonderful, when- wow!
They've been filled with flair.
There's still so much to do, I just can't think it through, it seems there's still time and then-
I remember the stuff; there's more than enough to make me worry again.
And Abigail can hardly wait to see it all begin!
It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas.
It's a least a start.
I may never get each thing done,
But I'll try to still have fun,
With a joyful heart.
