Magical Candy Canes

Two little candy canes were bought at a store. Excitement abounded as they’d have a new home, to explore. Snuggled in a sack with beautiful toys all around. Theirs was be a happy life, you can be sure, they had found They arrived at their new home, as in a blink. And what did they see, oh my, everything. All that they’d dreamt of, was before them, you know. And foremost was the tree… that they would call home. The tree was decorated with such aplomb and fanfare, well done. The children laughed and giggled as they ran all around. What a riotous but organized day of joy it had become. With tinsel, and ornaments, and lights so profound. The candy canes were finally put on that glorious tree, As, yes, a few were eaten by you and by me. The ceremony ended when an angel was placed by Papa on top. And no one made a sound, then vibrantly applauded as he came down. Finally they all had dinner in the room beyond, that night. As all settled in to wait for that illustrious visit, so right. Joy abounded all over this house as presents were, so nicely wrapped. And cookies were made to hand all about. The last of the candy canes would finally be eaten on Christmas Day… As presents lay opened and children did play. Now don’t be sad for those two magical candy canes… They stole a ride with Santa to the North Pole on that special day. Merry Christmas to all at Poetry Soup!