Want To Be In a Christmas Globe
It was an unusual Christmas week; something was amiss.
The Smithe children felt it as surely as a mistletoe kiss.
It feels magical, like I could turn into a Santa, Joyce said.
Whispering to her brother, a gentle boy named sweet Ned.
Ned felt it too; and wondered about the magic of the snow.
I feel it watching me he admitted, where ever I go.
A snow queen appeared and asked them if they’d like to see
How being inside a snow globe would be…..
They both said they would love it, and for a quick time
Before their parents knew it, without spending a dime
Joyce and Sweet Ned got to see for themselves
What it felt to be in a bubble with a small Christmas Elf.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2021
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