Stripping away the rose colored glasses of denial concerning my reality. Getting in touch with truth. Reaching out to others in empathy concerning their reality and their walk to truth.

Tuesday, December 14, 2010

Christmas Peeps

Four little babies, lying in the bed ~
The first one rolled over, and this is what he said:

“I really want a train that runs along a track ~
And I’ll be good for Christmas, or you can take it back.”

The second baby said, “A football would be cool ~
And I’ll be good for Christmas, obeying every rule.”

The third baby contemplated every single toy ~
And soon he fell asleep, counting everything as joy.

The fourth baby frowned and finally said these words ~
“I want a room all by myself; not huddled with these birds.”


  1. Hi Dixie,
    Ah yes, a bit of a space. Space is a gift I have in abundance:-)
    In peace, Gary

  2. Gary,
    You're right. A bit of space is good for the soul...along with chicken soup!
    In peeps, :)

  3. Dixie, I loved this picture/poem. I can't quit grinning. Your wit and humor is just what I needed this evening. Thanks a million for the smile...

    Blessings to you,

  4. M.D.,
    I'm so glad it gave you a laugh.
    I really appreciate your comments.
    Wishing you warmth and comfort,

  5. Great post Dixie. Thank you.

  6. Thanks, Heather. Hope it gave you a laugh. :)

  7. Hi Gary,
    Hope you have a wonderful Boxing Day! Thank you for stopping by again.
    In peace, Dixie

  8. This is just adorable!
    Love all the sentiments too! The fourth baby needs a little space too!
    *Hope you had a Merry Christmas*
    onward to 2011 ! ! !

  9. Hi Maria,
    Christmas was delightful. thanks for asking.
    I'm grateful for your comments. A good New Year to you.


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