T’was the eve before Christmas
Not, one card did I get
Yet the presents I sent them
Have left me in debt.
Sons and grandchildren will party all night not thinking how lonely I feel this Christmas night
No tree or stockings lined up in a row
No songs, no presents or Christmas gift bows
T’was the eve before Christmas a deep sleep I did lay
Exhausted from crying it’s now Christmas day
Suddenly, I awoke creaking floors I did hear
It sounded like footsteps and some Christmas cheer
Tiptoed out of my bedroom to find a surprise
There was a Christmas tree lined with gifts of each size
My family they drove all through the night
To be with me for Christmas and to party all night
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem