Christmas Over The Years

Excited I stand there at seven

Tree, lights, toys, it must be heaven

Smiles of wonderment and joy

Anxious to play with a new toy

Soon its Christmas morning again

Anxious at twenty-five this man

Will the girls enjoy and be pleased?

Will my wife’s gift be well received?

Waffle maker surprise was not a hit

But the girls brought out smiles, every bit

Then soon its grand-babies Christmas time

Happy faces and smiles, I love this time

I’ll make breakfast and smile, knowing

At fifty-five my gifts are no longer blowing

And Grandma makes sure all is joyous and fine

Maybe, just maybe I’ll make waffles this time!