Dear readers I beg you a moment or two . I promise no boring beatitudes
It is Christmas day and all through the Hage house all creatures are playing there isn’t one grouse.
Our tummy’s all fed as the wife fed us well. Did the kids do wash the dishes pray tell?
With kids all jolly with new pajamas on. Jonathan with reeboks and Kellen with socks on.
The tree is shining of good Christmas cheer. Credit the wife for with out her it would not be here.
Candy canes hanging on boughs of the tree with colorful bulbs of variety.
Our dog is a following close to each lad hoping for droppings from the food that they had.
The TV is on our computers are booted. The dog is in his cage now as if he was rooted.
The fun of the day is only but started the day almost over since we(Ellen and I) are retarded( pronounced… retired).
A call from the daughter who is visiting afar keeps the wife all talking and out of the car.
No shopping this date for the family of Hage. Just good times and cheer for memories made.
I am thankful today to be here alive. God has been with me always as I continue to survive.
The cancer came fast. My family did struggled. God’s grace shown through despite all the muddle.
I am glad to be here I am lucky to say. God’s love is for real and he has shown me the way.
For the poor readers that have read this stuff I know it was rough. I beg your indulgence I know you are tough.
So keep coming back to my musing blog the annual poem day of Kirk Lewis Hog.(Hage didn’t rhyme)
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