A Stepdad's Night Before Christmas
Written By: Mitchel Lunsford
It was the night before Christmas
And it's all quiet in my house
The boys are both sleeping
Their mom is passed out on the couch.
Here as I sit awake
I think of the joy
Of both of my boys
Opening up their new toys.
I think of how lucky
and blessed I may be
To have a beautiful family
Who cares and loves me
This is one blessed Christmas
My most favorite I've had.
Lord, what have I done
To be such a lucky stepdad?
I went from just me
With no one to care for
To being a soon to be husband
With a family of four.
So as I sit here awake
On this Christmas Eve
I say thanks, Lord, for the best gift
You gave me my new family.
About the Creator
Mitch Lunsford
I'm just a simple man, from a simple town, just trying to put my creativity out there for people to see. I'm a 32 year old, single father of 3 really cool boys. They are my biggest inspiration for everything that I do.
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