Cider Doughnut Mountain Man

Mommy, Mommy it's the cider doughnut mountain man
From when we went trick or treating , Remember?
The Lincoln Log cabin in the woods way up on the mountain
Hot cider with a cinnamon stick Chocolate glazed doughnuts
Can we go there for Christmas? Please

Jimmy, shush! Your embarrassing Mommy He'll hear You
We're going to Grandpa and Grandma's for Christmas
As I turned around ; a little hand waved to me , in glee
The Christmas Spirit sparkling in his eyes.
"Merry Christmas, Jimmy , Merry Christmas 

Dedicated to Jimmy Cahill ( 8 years old )
Author's note Mountain man is not size it is where I live
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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Breidenthal Avatar
January 29, 2012 at 10:23 PM
Awwww. That is so adorable. What a nice poem! Always, Laura
Brown Avatar
August 12, 2009 at 10:24 AM
Memories so sweet Hg. Made my not so good day turn better after this read. Love, Carol
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December 21, 2008 at 6:54 PM
I love this little picture in time! Very sincere and clean, and brings a smile to my face. My favorite part is just Jimmy's enthusiasm and all of the scenetd details-- the woods, the cinnamon, the sugary warm donuts, ... nicely done. Nykki
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December 17, 2008 at 8:46 PM
I want to go see your Cider Doughnut Mountain Man. Merry Xmas to you..I wish I lived in the mountains again. BG
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