Carolina Christmas

With squeals of delight and shouts of pure glee Rough-housing beneath that droopy pine tree Daddy feigns mad but we know he is bluffing Christmas was poor but we wanted for nothing Bolting out the door with sling-shots in tow Stalking Peter Rabbit and unconcerned crows Big brother scolds for poor shots and rushing Christmas was poor but we wanted for nothing Time to test-drive refurbished bicycles Sister lags back on her squeaky tricycle Granny calls out "Come for turkey and stuffing!" Christmas was poor but we wanted for nothing Grandpa gives thanks in his rough craggy voice All happy as clams but too tired to rejoice We doze by our tree with bellies near busting Christmas was poor but we wanted for nothing 8/11/2012