Merry Christmas to everyone from my house to yours!



Enjoy and be safe.....

HAPPY HOLIDAYS TO ALL MY FRIENDS HERE AT HWF, HAVE A VERY MERRY CHRISTMAS!

MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL HWF FRIENDS
May Love, Joy, Peace and Goodwill be your gift at Christmas.

Merry Christmas, everyone!

Merry Christmas to all of my HWF delightful friends......

Here is my poem about Rudolph......just for laughs....

Rudolph has a cold

Rudolph had a cold and his nose was not red,
instead it blinked a bright white instead,
winter colds are truly not fun, but even worse
when you are on the run.

Running, pulling the sleigh, with Santa on his way,
to bring toys to little children, big girls and boys!
Ahoy said Rudolph, my nose is not blinking right,
so pretend it is not a red light, but rather an out red light.

And you will see me despite my cold, in my nose,
Santa said he can make it better with this new sweater,
so here I am in my red sweater just for me,
which you can share as you see me flee.
carolyn

MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL MY HWF FRIENDS,
May you all be surrounded with love this holiday season and I wish you all a happy and healthy New Year !

wowww!!! lots of great things from you all! From a stuffed eagle in a tree, kitties kissing, Momma eagle being fed, poems and sweet child...thanks very much everybody and here's my contribution...



Twas the Night Before Christmas for Parents
Santa's helpers tackle gifts with "some assembly required"

Twas the night before Christmas when all through the house
I searched for the tools to hand to my spouse.
Instructions were studied and we were inspired,
In hopes we could manage "Some Assembly Required."

The children were quiet (not asleep) in their beds,
While Dad and I faced the evening with dread:
A kitchen, two bikes, Barbie's town house to boot!
And, thanks to Grandpa, a train with a toot!

We opened the boxes, my heart skipped a beat....
Let no parts be missing or parts incomplete!
Too late for last-minute returns or replacement;
If we can't get it right, it goes in the basement!

When what to my worrying eyes should appear,
But 50 sheets of directions, concise, but not clear,
With each part numbered and every slot named,
So if we failed, only we could be blamed.

More rapid than eagles the parts then fell out,
All over the carpet they were scattered about.
"Now bolt it! Now twist it! Attach it right there!
Slide on the seats, and staple the stair!
Hammer the shelves, and nail to the stand."
"Honey," said hubby, "you just glued my hand."

And then in a twinkling, I knew for a fact
That all the toy dealers had indeed made a pact
To keep parents busy all Christmas Eve night
With "assembly required" till morning's first light.

We spoke not a word, but kept bent at our work,
Till our eyes, they went bleary; our fingers all hurt.
The coffee went cold and the night, it wore thin
Before we attached the last rod and last pin.

Then laying the tools away in the chest,
We fell into bed for a well-deserved rest.
But I said to my husband just before I passed out,
"This will be the best Christmas, without any doubt.

Tomorrow we'll cheer, let the holiday ring,
And not have to run to the store for a thing!
We did it! We did it! The toys are all set
For the perfect, most perfect, Christmas, I bet!"

Off to dreamland and sweet repose I gratefully went,
Just then the most horrid of thoughts I was sent!
Though I suppose there's something to say for those self-deluded...
I'd forgotten that BATTERIES are never included!

Happy Holidays everyone, and a good year to all our eagle families.