Not a creature was stirring, not even a Tory;
The stockings were hung on the cupboards with care,
In the hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;
The children were nestled all snug on the couch,
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads.
And momma in her ‘kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled down for a long winter’s to do list,
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the step stool to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash (if we had them).
The mid morning sun hidden behind the rain clouds
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects outside.
When what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a pick up truck, and a horse in tow?
With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.
More rapid than thoroughbreds (this is Texas after all) his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;
“Now Tasha! now, Tory! now, BK and Whisper!
On, Comet! on Cupid! on, Donder and Angel?
To the top of the dash! to the top of the bed!
Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!”
So up to the top of the bed and dash they flew
With their bellies full of treats, and their eyes getting heavy.
Down the Motorhome’s roof ladder St. Nicholas came with a bound.
He was dressed all in rain gear, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were drenched with the falling rain;
A bundle of toys he had in a Walmart bag,
He looked like a peddler just opening his sack.
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the kitties stockings, and Tasha’s too.
He donned his rain gear one last time,
And sprang up the Motorhome’s roof ladder.
I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight,
“Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night.”
So I hope you enjoyed my version on “Twas The Night Before Christmas” poem. If you can actually call it a poem. The lack of rhyming and the flow of the story don’t quite mesh, but you get the point. To read the actual poem here’s a link. And don’t worry, I won’t quit my day job.
We hope you all have a Wonderful Christmas!
And thanks for reading!
Well, I think you did a good job!
Merry Xmas to you, Dave, and all your furry children!!!
It was so nice to see you on the computer last night even though you were so far away from your family son. We also saw Matthew on the TV screen. So, our whole family were together on Christmas Eve anyways. Tasha looks great. Merry Christmas to you all. Mom and Dad
LOL…love it, D!!!
Rain…yeah, of course…since you are in your RV…must be raining…you have established that fact on occasions to numerous to recall!
I agree with Dad…T looks great…and the kitties too. Sleep and eat, what a life they have! According to my sources you are in for some warmer, rain free weather at long last and I know that Tasha will enjoy that! I guess you will too. Christmas was good here, everyone happy! Miss you guys though.
I love you all…
Hugs…
Nicely done! We’re new to your blog and are loving that there are so many RVers out there who share their adventures.
PS – The non-human children are cute!