'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, except for the man with no
business nowse;
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
But business had been tough so they were filled with thin
air;
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of ipods and laptops danced in their heads;
Mamma downed gin in her grief, and he wrung his hands in
lap,
There was no chance here of a long winter's nap,
When from my phone there arose such a clatter,
A new email offered a solution to the matter.
Away to the computer I flew like a flash,
Here was a business coach who could help me to earn more
cash.
The text on the screen described things he needed to know,
Like how to double profit and make your business grow,
And what to his wondering eyes did appear,
But the business solutions he'd been waiting for his entire
career,
With a little hard work, results could be quick,
He knew in that moment this coach could make things click,
More rapid than eagles he wrote down the name,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name:
"Now, Momentum ! I need to be a winner! My business
troubles need fix'in!
On, Profit! on, Team! on, Sales and Cash flowin'!
From the top of the drain an over this wall!
Now coach away! coach away! coach away all!"
As leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky;
So up together he and his coach flew,
With the armoury full of strategies, and a firm commitment
too—
And then, in a twinkling, He soon saw the proof
The dancing that signalled profit had gone through the roof.
Like the dreams he had had in his head, business was turning
around,
Achievement and success were now a bound.
His coach had assured no more trouble would be a foot,
And no more did his eyes look tarnished with bags of soot;
A bundle of gifts he had been able to buy back,
And he looked in amazement and how close he'd been to giving
his business the sack.
His eyes—how they twinkled! his dimples, how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His happy little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
Even the grey hair on his head had ceased to grow;
Misery had gone-no longer the need to clench his teeth,
And happiness, it encircled his family like a wreath;
Plenty of profit ensured never an empty belly
And he scoffed at talk of recessions on telly.
Coaching made life easy and gave him back his umpf, his
jolly old self,
And He laughed when he saw his products fly off shelf;
A change to routine, time to clear his head
Soon gave him to know He had nothing to dread;
He felt once more a true love for his work,
And realised waiting this long to get help had made him a
jerk,
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
This is a secret that not every business owner knows;
He sprang to his laptop , to email his friends as quick as a
whistle,
To boost their businesses he knew a coach would be
beneficial .
So if you're ready for change and need help to achieve all
you might—
A coach from momentum could certainly see you right!
A merry Christmas to you all and to all a good night!