It’s just days
before Christmas
And it’s time to
reflect;
As the presents get
wrapped
And halls become
decked.
So much has transpired
Since I last wrote this poem;
The pace is so harried
Both at work and at home.
But instead of
lamenting
How fast all the
time goes;
Things that make me
smile wide
Shall fill the lines
of this prose
My three lovely offspring
Who fill my life with such joy;
Won’t make Daddy so happy
When they bring home the first boy.
Our oldest is Haley,
Smart, gorgeous and
tall;
Amazed on the golf
team
Man, can she crush a
ball!
Our next one is Ainsley
An entrepreneur all the way;
She’ll do whatever you ask
As long as there’s pay.
And Maddie’s the
last
A strong will, lots
of might;
She’s sassy and
sweet
And she’ll win every
fight.
These three lovely ladies
Can be both wicked and nice;
And because of these girls
Our life’s chock full of spice.
And the best of my
bunch
Is their mother, my
wife;
Laura’s funny and
smart
And as sharp as a
knife.
She works super long hours
To make our family shine;
She inspires our brood
And slaps me back into line.
When I look at our
world
So much gloom and
such strife;
I just think of
these ladies
And I cherish my
life.
The best of the season
To your family and you;
Merry Christmas and such
From me and my crew.
To wrap up this poem
A small dream I will
share;
With world peace up
for grabs
One final thought,
if I dare…
The New Year is coming
And with joy will I jump;
If our friends cross the border
Can dump that chump Trump.
Best Wishes from Sean, Laura, Haley, Ainsley and Madeline
Dedicated to the memory of Janet Novak...a very sweet lady.
