It was quiet all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse
The stockings are hung on the chimney with care
in hope that I’m still living with cancer and Christmas soon will be here
I sit here to blog all tied up with my fear
that this is my last Christmas my dear.
I try to not cry and be overcome
but the battle of cancer has won.
I try not to show my pain as I send you off to bed
with visions of sugarplums dance in your head.
I wave to you all as I leave out of site
Merry Christmas to all and all a good night!