Twas The Night

‘Twas the night before Christmas and from coast to coast,
every GeneaBlogger had penned their last post.

Had told Christmas stories both merry and bright
while blog caroling old favorites like Silent Night.

There’d been snowball fights, tree trimming and song.
We’d shared Christmas memories, all played along.

Nothing’s left for us now but to track Old St. Nick;
Cow Hampshire, New York, Mississippi, he’s quick.

Before this night’s over his reindeer’ll alight
on the roof tops of GeneaBloggers to right

The wrongs of the census, transcription, and fire;
to give each of us our one true heart’s desire.

Please, just one missing ancestor, one smashed brick wall,
then dash away, dash away, dash away all.

I’ve not been naughty, I've an award for nice.
One dance with Mark Twain shouldn’t count as a vice.

Reward me dear Santa I’ll promise you this;
the year 2008 will be one not to miss!

Merry Christmas To All and To All A Good Night!