Christmas Greeting 2018

‘twas the morning of Christmas,

and through the township,

children of all ages,

gave their bedclothes the slip.

They raced and they rushed,

skipping steps, and slip-sliding,

to catch their first glimpse,

where the elfkins were hiding

Their stockings,

once hung by the window with care,

were the first clue indeed, 

that S.C. had been there.

They pounced and they trounced,

those children, with glee,

and tore open stockings,

with squeals so merry!

And soon enough came, 

with extra-strength brew,

those parents, who’d stayed

wrapping gifts until 2!

The trees in each home,

set with candles or lights,

served as the stage,

for each family’s delight.

Gift boxes and bags,

and all manner of sweets,

toys, games, even jewels,

were just some of the treats.

Papas opened toolsets,

Mamas handmade gifts,

and each through teary eyes,

gave contented sniffs.

And children, oh my,

throughout Warren delighted,

as on each Christmas wish,

their eyes now alighted.

Each ornament glistened,

with glitter or glue,

and mama looked on fondly,

thinking “yes, this will do.”

And so Warren was,

on this morning so dear,

its neighbours and friends,

full of Christmas Day cheer.

And jolly St. Nick,

shouted down from mid-flight,

“Merry Christmas to all,

and to all a good night!”