Her Night Before Christmas
The night before last year’s Christmas was freezing cold,
my little granddaughter couldn’t keep excitement in hold,
for she knew all the lovely gifts for her Santa would bring,
wanted the nightly hours to fly away quickly on wings.
She’d heard that Santa would come through the chimney,
if there was one in its place, she wanted herself to see.
So, she rushed to the roof-top terrace, but didn’t find one,
but I assured he would come through the window for fun.
At night she didn’t let us close the wide window of her room,
outside the chilled wind from the snowfield we felt zoom.
In sunburst morn seeing the gifts by her side she cried in joy,
voice choked, her delight the spell of cold couldn’t destroy.
December 21, 2020
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