Christmas Present by Francine

Each year that special promise

That we will do our best

Although the path is difficult

We start each day with zest

With hope of each tomorrow

With every good intention

Somehow there's a problem

And then we feel that tension

We worry about that stocking

That is so nondescript

With words that we say daily

We're sorry that we slipped

Then when Christmas day arrives

And knowing that we truly tried

That name is always missing

But someone's on our side

So there with all those stockings

Without a name ~ so shocking

With non de plume "I Can Explain"

Santa's smiling once again.

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