The poem was posted by margit back in Nov. it reads:
Dashing from the malls
With groceries yet to buy,
Lessons, work, and housecleaning,
Life's so crazy! Why?
Bells on our telephone ring,
The machine will take the call,
We have not time for family or friend,
It drives us up the walls.
How are you? How's your life?
We really want to know.
Hope you're ready for Christmas,
Now maybe it will snow.
A day or two ago,
We thought we'd make a treat,
For all our special friends.
A Christmas gift to eat.
Our intentions were top notch,
But our schedules would not budge,
Hence, here's this year's edition
Of homemade Christmas Fudge...
Hope this helps. I Think I'm going to do this next year. It's such a cute idea. If you type in the search box...christmas fudge.... it brings up a few other decorated versions of this.
The poem was posted by margit back in Nov. it reads:
Dashing from the malls
With groceries yet to buy,
Lessons, work, and housecleaning,
Life's so crazy! Why?
Bells on our telephone ring,
The machine will take the call,
We have not time for family or friend,
It drives us up the walls.
How are you? How's your life?
We really want to know.
Hope you're ready for Christmas,
Now maybe it will snow.
A day or two ago,
We thought we'd make a treat,
For all our special friends.
A Christmas gift to eat.
Our intentions were top notch,
But our schedules would not budge,
Hence, here's this year's edition
Of homemade Christmas Fudge...
Hope this helps. I Think I'm going to do this next year. It's such a cute idea. If you type in the search box...christmas fudge.... it brings up a few other decorated versions of this.