Dad asked Tammy and I to sing at the Christmas Eve gathering at his and Mom's place. You have to understand the 'gathering'. There are over 50 family members there. We are there for over 6 hours. In this 6 hour gathering, there are no harsh words, no arguments, and no anger. It is a time of peace in the holidays. There is an elaborate meal. There is catching up with what is happening in families. There is meeting the new boyfriends and girlfriends of the grandkids.
Then we all gather in the living room and prepare for the presentation of gifts. Mom tells how thankful she is and she sings "Silent Night" in German, the language in which it was written. Then my sister in law Donna sings "Holy night". In this time, my father has asked us to sing.
Tammy and I have been discussing what song we will sing. We have gone back and forth, searching and joking. Yesterday evening, I told her I would just write one for us to sing. She asked, skeptically, if I would write the music as well. I told her I would steal the tune.
Last night in the bed these words began going through my head and the tune. When I wrote the first verse and chorus, I sang it to Tammy. She said I was a smart ass. I had an original song with an original tune. Here it is.
Then we all gather in the living room and prepare for the presentation of gifts. Mom tells how thankful she is and she sings "Silent Night" in German, the language in which it was written. Then my sister in law Donna sings "Holy night". In this time, my father has asked us to sing.
Tammy and I have been discussing what song we will sing. We have gone back and forth, searching and joking. Yesterday evening, I told her I would just write one for us to sing. She asked, skeptically, if I would write the music as well. I told her I would steal the tune.
Last night in the bed these words began going through my head and the tune. When I wrote the first verse and chorus, I sang it to Tammy. She said I was a smart ass. I had an original song with an original tune. Here it is.
One more breath of thanks
When all the words have been spoken
When all the words have been spoken
When all the songs have been sung
When all the gifts have been opened
That all the relatives brung
There will still be ... One more ... Praise for you
When all the meals have been eaten
And all the children told good night
When the family has bid us farewell
And driven away into the night
There will still be ... One more ... Praise for you
One more praise of glory
One more whisper of grace
I'll save one more Hallelujah
And one more breath of thanks
After I've said thanks for all this family
With thanks for my fine health
Thanks for love and charity
As part of my great wealth
There will still be ... One more ... Praise for you
I'm sure this must be like heaven
Surrounded by this love
Sharing one more Christmas evening
Proclaiming the gift from above
There will still be ... One more ... Praise for you
One more praise of mercy
One more shout of grace
I'll save one more Thank you Jesus
And one more breath of thanks
I will wake up in the morning
With one more .. breath of thanks
Ron S
December 2, 2004
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