T'was the Week Before Christmas...Like no Week Before

T’was the week before Christmas and all through my place

Was a forced spirit of Christmas invading my space

There is shopping and baking and so much to do

Add wrapping and cleaning to name just a few

But the stockings aren't hung yet, must buy some things

Like underwear and belts, but nothing with bling

My children are men now, not much more can be said

It just adds to the mystery of what goes on in their heads

I don’t own a kerchief, I don’t own a cap

There is no time to sleep and I'm struggling at bat

Cause last week, in the world there arose such a clatter

We collectively turned to see what was the matter

We sat still in our kitchens, couldn't move in our cars,

Starred hard at our monitors, no laughter in bars

The unthinkable had happened, the unfathomable shed

There was madness and gunshots and children were dead

In a hall that festively decked out paper chains

Lay a principal, teachers, hero's, unwanted fame

The nation watched in silence, not knowing what to do

Its people started crying, its President too

A small town in Connecticut brought the world to one prayer

"Lord, give strength and some peace to the families there" 

In Newtown, so many young lives were taken

And left millions with sadness and faith that is shaken

But in the background where questions and anger abounds

Are brightly lit trees and houses and towns

It is Christmas... It is Christmas... No need to atone

It's the child in the manger who has now led them all home

This year's harder, admittedly, to decorate the tree,

but find your spirit, your faith and let Christmas be

So hang the holly, get in lines, sneak a cookie or two

If your're like me, there's a week and still plenty to do

It is Christmas...It is Christmas... Don't let the Season cease

May we all find compassion, may this earth finds its Peace.
But on this Christmas Eve...look up toward the sky

There will be twenty-six new stars, shining brightly, hanging high  

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