Mom's Christmas Music

In a quaint village where cultures entwine, Lived a Polish enchantress, named Margaret so fine, With the short-blonde hair and a spirit so free, She danced through the meadows, where love was the key. One fateful evening, at a gathering of cheer, A German fellow named Rick drew near, His eyes met hers, in a serendipitous glance, A love story sparked, as if by chance. Next thing you knew they were hiding together in the closet She spoke of Warsaw, with its cobbled streets, He shared tales of Illinois (Rock On), where history meets, Their hearts beat together, a rhythm so sweet, A melody written, destiny's discreet. Polish heart, German soul, A love story that'll forever roll, Two kids playing in the summer sun, Through the highs and lows, their love was spun. Margaret and Rick, a pair so divine, Embraced the differences in their cultural line, From pierogies in Poland to sauerkraut in germany, Their love story blossomed, truly in harmony. Two little wonders, a son and another one, In the warmth of their love, life had begun, Margaret, a mom with dreams so wide, Rick, a father, standing with pride. They waltzed through life, a polka so grand, Blending traditions, hand in hand, In a tapestry of love, colors so bold, Their story unfolded, a tale to be told. Polish heart, German soul, A love story that'll forever roll, Two kids playing in the summer sun, Through the highs and lows their love was spun. They weathered storms, and they danced in the rain, From Illinois hills to Polish plains, A journey of love, a symphony so bright, In the chapters of life, they held each other tight. Years like verses in a ballad so sweet, Margaret and Rick, their love could not deplete, Through seasons of joy and winters cold, Their love story aged, but never grew old. The kids grew up, in a bicultural blend, Polish pierogi, German tales to transcend, Roots so deep in this family tree, A testament to love's eternal decree. Polish heart, German soul, A love story that'll forever roll, Two kids playing in the summer sun, Through the highs and lows, their love was spun. Now in the twilight of this country song, Margaret and Rick, their love still strong, A legacy of love, a tale so grand, Polish and German fall, hand in hand.