T’was Christmas morning and all through the house,
Everyone was stirring, even the mouse,
Lots of smiles, joy and merriment,
And of course a new ornament.
Patty opened her box and Deb’s turn was next,
The look on her face was very perplexed !
The box was empty, no ornament inside…
I felt terrible and almost cried.
Deb rose to her feet and headed to the
And hung the empty box where the ornament should be.
The following year I searched all around,
A perfect ornament for Deb must be found,
It was, it was just meant to be,
A box ornament for our Christmas tree.
We hang them each year and remember with glee,
How an empty box (filled with love) came to decorate