Christmas Stockings
CHRISTMAS STOCKINGS
Christmas stockings hung neatly in a row
The fire is casting a warm, cheery glow
The tree has now been trimmed to perfection
I sit here relaxed in great reflection
The number of stockings has grown o'er the years
Children and grandchildren added with joyful tears
No longer do they just read Dad and Mom
There's Rachel, Christy, Ginger, and Jon
There's Dwayne and Rob, Jason and Carra
Stephen, Corinne, Liam and Lanna
And then there's Aiden, but he's not the last
'Cause Carra's tummy is expanding real fast
Stockings for the pets are included in it all
They've been part of the family since they were small
But the most important stocking that you will see
Is for Baby Jesus – it's hung on the tree
It's there to remind us of His fateful plight
Death on a cross – He died without fight
His stocking is empty – as is His grave
Because it is we He died to save
So when you hang all your stockings, include Him
Then Christmas will be more joyful, and never grim
And we'll be ever mindful that Jesus is the reason
That we thankfully celebrate each Christmas season
Curtis Moorman
5 November 2011
Copyright © Curtis Moorman | Year Posted 2011
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