Hark,
the Herald Angels sing,
Life
is moving as if it’s a dream.
A
daughter in college is so much less noise,
But
now I’m just completely surrounded by boys.
I
still work them like my personal pack mule,
I
can justify it now as part of homeschool.
There
are days I wish I could just be alone,
To
run around naked or just talk on the phone,
But
big kids are great and really fun to see,
How
Trent is now very much taller than me.
They
don’t love Christmas for what’s at the store,
But
know the real meaning is about so much more.
A
Savior for us and let’s face it, we need it
When
things hit the internet and we can’t delete it.
