Not a pet was stirring, not even the Cat;
The bathing suits were hung in the washroom with care,
In hopes that the sun would soon be there;
The adults were nestled all snug on the couch,
Having bevvies and appies while watching the grouch. (yes Grinch but it didn’t rhyme with couch)
Sharon in her woollies, oh what a sight,
We’d just settled down, for the night,
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the couch to see what was the matter. Away to the window I flew like a flash, rolled up the blinds and tripped on the trash.
The moon on the breast of the still rain flow, gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below,
When what to my wondering eyes should appear, but a travelling food truck, serving what is unclear,
With quite a handsome driver, so lively and slick, I knew in a moment it must be MY St. Nick. My eyes were a wonder at this vision below, and named off his wares as best that I know.
So Dashing, a Dancer, a Prancer, I’m clearly a Vixen! Oh cometh oh Cupid, my Donner oh Blitzen! (OK I will settle down now)
His eyes—how they twinkled! His dimples how merry! His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry! A wink of his eye and a twist of his head, soon gave me to know I had JOY to spread.
So with that in mind, thinking of you this Christmas, may 2023 be filled with richness.
Happy Christmas to all, and to all a fabulous 2023!!