Fireplace Chuckles

8:00 nighttime peaks, the fireplace squeaks. Fires glowing and the wind is blowing. Cookies baking and Dad is raking. Mom tells a joke saying Nana is an old folk. Papa chuckles while doing up his buckle. I fell into my chair while Mom was doing her hair. My dog barks while the fireplace sparks. Shoving our faces with cookies while grandma is reading her bookies. This is home and our family has grown. So I hope this night will never end but I know it will happen again.