Twas the Night Before
Twas the night before
'Twas the night before Christmas and all around soup
Not a poet was writing, no words from the group
And I, with my paper and pencil in hand
Had just settled down at my new writing stand
I wrote out a poem, but waited to post
To hope for one poet, well two at the most
Then turned off the site as nobody was stirring
It was getting late and my eyes they were blurring
I thought that tomorrow would be a good time
Or maybe the next day to send out my rhyme
I closed my computer, it shut with a snap
Decided to go take that long winters nap
When all of the sudden my phone started dinging
Like church bells on Sunday, just constantly ringing
With messages falling like snow from the sky
One after the other, they did multiply
I opened my laptop and clicked on the site
And waited until it was glowing so bright
When what to my wondering eyes should appear
So many soup poets were spreading good cheer
I reached for my words and then typing so quick
My poem a gift and I felt like Saint Nick
When I had to pause and just think for a while
Because all I wanted was to bring a smile
They don’t need a poem that’s written by me
Just nice happy thoughts that each poet could see
So I paced and I thought and I thought and I paced
Then wrote down some words that I quickly erased
I had a few cookies, a nice glass of milk
Put on my pajamas, they were made of silk
I glanced out the window, the street was aglow
With bright colored lights, such a beautiful show
Tossed some more tinsel atop of the tree
Straightened the star so the neighbors could see
Wrapped some more presents with ribbons and bows
Not very good and each package it shows
Sat down again every thought it was whirling
Like red and white sugar on candy canes swirling
When suddenly something came clear to my mind
Such wonderful words that were happy and kind
So I typed out this message to post on the site
“Merry Christmas dear Soupers, to all a good write”
11/26/18
Written for: The Night Before Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Joseph May
Copyright © Chris Green | Year Posted 2018
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