Twas the Night Before Christmas

Had she known what day tomorrow would be Every push would have produced a smile All the search would have been far more bearing And every tear would have worth the while The pains had just began to glide No wonder labor, they call it. Time was no longer on her side So she rushed quickly to the inn Disappointed, she had to leave Seems all the babies chose that night to dock. The pain now a torn beyond reach The manger seemed to be her best shot She lay there weeping in agony With animals as her only bed mates. Wondering how long this night would be The torment continued till the next day Looking way back at that night Which is now once upon a time. I'm amazed how such a plight Now brings much joy on the same night