Anticipation

I’m sitting here on Christmas Eve morning,
Waiting for those who will come without warning.
Brothers, sisters, and children galore,
Will soon come bounding through the door.
With smiles, hugs, and presents for all,
Each doing their part to make Christmas a ball.
This week will be filled with many ambitions,
Trying to fulfill all the Christmas traditions.
But of them all, the one we will never forbid,
Is McDonald’s breakfast with Jordan and Cyd.
There is one more thing that would make my heart glow-
If only it weren’t thirty below.