2001 Holiday Poem

T’was a third year in November, when all through the house,
The computer was whirring, my hand on a mouse,
The girls all snug in their beds; with our flag out unfurled,
While Mike and I tried to make sense of the world.

It’s amazing to see what concerned us in the past,
Seems so superficial – certainly nothing to last,
We are reminded of what is important today,
It’s our family and friends, what more can we say!

So, it’s time to bring everyone up to date,
On the things that we have been up to of late,
We’ll summarize briefly, though we have a lot to say,
We would like you to know that we’re doing OK!

Becky goes to middle school and is in sixth grade,
As you can see, she keeps growing bigger, I’m afraid,
On the computer, she loves playing Roller Coaster Tycoon,
We know that the boys will be knocking on the door soon.

For her birthday, Becky adopted a pet – so remember,
A hamster named Munchkin Frisky became a family member.
This new Bianco addition has been somewhat sprite,
Being nocturnal, his wheel is very noisy at night.

Julia in second grade loves to do math,
Perhaps actuarial science will be her career path,
She’s so well behaved in school that we’d like you to know,
Her teacher says she’s an example for others to follow.

Julia loves being a kid and I’m her biggest fan,
For Halloween she was a box of Raisin Bran.
She has unique taste in clothes, character and sass,
When her red curly hair gets wet it goes down to her a–.

Mike turned forty in two thousand and one,
He loves skiing and riding his bicycle for fun,
When he goes out riding, he can go many a mile,
Pulling Julia along on the trailer all the while.

As for me, I continue to be busy most of the time,
Trying to write poetry and perfecting the rhyme,
Playing piano, Girl Scouts and being busy at work,
Having a loving family has been an added perk.

Mike and I went on a romantic weekend last year,
On the last day of the trip, I got hurt, I fear,
I managed to tear a ligament in one of my knees,
I did this while practically standing still on my skis.

We hope that you enjoyed our poem,
Please call us – we’ll probably be at home,
Or email or send us a letter or fax,
We open our mail in spite of Anthrax.

Happy Holidays to All!
Caren, Mike, Becky, Julia
and Munchkin Bianco