by Sheri Poe-Pape

Created on: December 25, 2009

“A Child’s Most Wonderful Time of the Year”

                          (London)

Tonight’s the night, the most magic night,

filled with candy, high hopes and egg nog,

I’ve been such a good girl, curls in a twirl,

wonderin’ if ‘ol Santa will make it thru fog.

With fireplace lit, all Plum Pudding split,

into servings just right for mum and pop,

I dawdle and mozy, to comfy, very cozy,

tiny window seat facing a waving hilltop.

As I gaze into the star-filled Christmas sky,

visions of lollies and ragdolls slowly fly by.

Then, sleepily, I ventured up winding stairs,

to gentle repose for the nigh, less my cares.

 Awakened by sleigh bells enlightening the air,

I scurry up to my window most totally unaware,

that “Father Christmas” has arrived in full gear,

to spread good tidings to one and all this year!

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