by Diana Helper
‘Tis the month
before Christmas, as at deadline we write,
our thoughts are a-stirring through half of the night!
No wreath has been
hung! tangled lights are unlit!
and our column – and cards – have yet to be
The tree is still snug
in its big cardboard box!
with manger scene, angels, kings, shepherds and flocks!
No presents are
bought! much less sent overseas!
no cookies are baked! and we’re starting to wheeze!
The house needs a
cleaning! we’re out of bananas!
and we’re running out of sufficient mananas!
But there is no
time for a holiday snit,
as we run through this sitcom-ish holiday skit!
So join in the
laugh-track, whatever you do,
and may peace and glad tidings attend all of you!
(And then there’s
just one more fine festive event –
we’re 60 years married! Where has the time went!)