• A Christmas Poem

    Twas a dark Yule night
    the moon the only light
    the children asleep
    so soundly and deep
    the stockings are hung
    the carolers have sung
    the parents await an early morn
    full of wrapping paper yet to be torn
    Santa Claus slips into the room
    his footsteps going boom boom boom
    yet none can hear
    he is silent to our ear
    on this night unlike any other
    he brings to your mother
    a cooked Christmas Dinner.
    then he leaves the house
    silent as a mouse
    steps into his sleigh
    and he yells down to the world

    Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night.