Christmas On Hooves

Pony Express Christmas Card Ride

You asked about our Christmas here.
Do reindeer pull the sleigh 
to carry loads of gifts and cheer?

Hoofed beasts we have, they eat fine hay
and in the rain or snow and cold
deliver Christmas cards, as gay

and warming as the cheer of old.
You’ll hear the hoof-beats – not on roof
but Main Street paved with lamplight gold.

The Pony rides on clopping hoof
with saddlebags packed safe and tight –
good leather and quite weather-proof.

Chaps and Stetsons, what a sight,
they leave the packs of mail right here.
An Old-West sort of Yule delight.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017



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