Mom's Night Before Christmas

Mom’s Night Before Christmas T’was the night before Christmas Downtown stores they were packed Shoppers looking for deals Bargains bound to attract. My mother navigated crowded streets with care She put off Christmas shopping until Christmas Eve Knowing the sales would still be there She would check off her list – this she believed! Every year, the same game This her habit, her tradition Christmas Eve shopping – her claim to fame - Like a wise woman on a mission All parking lots said no room in the inn Garages full, nary a spot in sight But mom didn’t worry, slowly she grinned, She knew the secret for parking this night. Singing Silver Bells, her favorite carol, With visions of gifts purchased, just in time, She wore her mantra like festive apparel “There’s always room at the head of the line.” Lo, and behold, what appeared One parking place at her favorite store Quickly she zipped in filled with Christmas cheer Ready to finish her holiday chores. There’s always room, her holiday legend, One she passed on to me, thankfully, When finding a mall space I look to Heaven “Thanks, Mom!” I say with Christmas glee. Miracles happen at this time of year In positive thinking believe A star in the sky – a Savior appears All of life’s burdens to relieve. 12-6-22 Contest: T’was the Night Before 3 Sponsor: Joseph May Every year on Christmas Eve my mom would drive downtown to do her Christmas shopping. With every garage and parking place taken, she would, every year, find a place to park in front of the door to her favorite store!!!! Her mantra lives on – “There’s always room at the head of the line!” Perfect for the belief in miracles at Christmas!