The Night Before Christmas

Twas the night before Christmas that was freezing cold As a seven year old I couldn’t keep excitement on the hold For I knew for me all the lovely gifts Santa would bring Wished the hours of night fly away quickly on their wing. I had heard that Santa would come through the chimney If there was one on our house roof, I wanted myself to see I had rushed to the roof-top terrace, but didn’t find one but Mom told me he’d come through the window for fun. At bed time I didn’t let Mom close the window of my room Outside the chilled wind from the snowfield I heard zoom In the morn saw the gifts by my side, I tried to shout in delight But couldn’t as the voice was choked by cold I caught at night. In my childhood scrapbook is indelibly written that night’s tale I fondly recall at Christmas time for the memory is not yet stale. _________________ November 27, 2022 Contest : The Night Before 3 Sponsored by : Joseph May