My wish is for all generations to remember what's most important, Family and Friends.
'Twas the night before Christmas - Author Unknown
'Twas the night before Christmas and out on the ranch
The pond was froze over and so was the branches.
The snow was piled up belly-deep to a mule.
The kids were all home on vacation from school,
And happier young folks you never did see
Just all sprawled around, a-watchin' TV.
Then suddenly, sometime around 8 o'clock,
There came a surprise that gave them a shock!
The power went off, the TV went dead!
When Grandpa came in from out in the shed.
With an armload of wood, the house was all dark,
Just what I expected, they heard him remark.
Them power line wires must be down from the snow,
Seems sorter like times on the ranch long ago.
I'll hunt up some candles, said Mom, with their light,
And the fireplace, I reckon we'll make out all right.
The teenagers all seemed enveloped in gloom,
Then Grandpa came back from a trip to his room.
Uncased his old fiddle and started to play,
That old Christmas song about bells on a sleigh.
Mom started to sing, and first thing they knew,
Both Pop and the kids were all singing it too.
They sang Christmas carols, they sang Holy Night,
Their eyes all a-shine in the ruddy firelight.
They played some charades Mom recalled from her youth,
And Pop read a passage from God's Book of Truth.
They stayed up till midnight, and, would you believe,
The youngsters agreed 'twas a fine Christmas Eve.
Grandpa rose early, some time before dawn;
And when the kids wakened, the power was back on.
The power company sure got the line repaired quick,
Said Grandpa, and no one suspected his trick.
Last night, for the sake of some old-fashioned fun,
He had pulled the main switch, the old Son-of-a-Gun!
Over the hills and through the glens 
. Now what could the B stand for
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