Gnarly a Grateful Christmas Gnome
Gnarly is cozy in his winter best today
His clothes were a gift from Mrs. Claus,
a uniform like Santa’s complete with red hat
His is knitted, even warmer than Santa’s maybe
He gets out his favorite Christmas book
Begins to read, loving the cozy plaid pillows.
Where did they come from?
Who did he need to thank?
He fell asleep in his soft hammock,
Guessing so many of his friends.
The possibilities were endless.
This is what happens when you are a Christmas gnome.
Everyone in Christmas town brings you something.
By the time he woke up, his entire hammock was decorated
With pine, red ribbons, ornaments and lovely pine cones.
My life is the best! The gnome said with joyful gratitude.
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