Twas the night before a Christmas Tail!

[danmcq]

A GreYt Christmas Poem by our own Perilyn

 

Twas the night before a Christmas tail!

 

Twas the night before Christmas, and the Big Man in red,

He knew that the grey was avoiding her bed!

Her humans were weary and longed for their sleep,

...So they turned out the light and prayed for safe keep.

 

But the Grey wasn't tired and she longed to see,

Santa Claus come and put toys neath the tree!

The tree that was sparkling and stood 8 ft tall,

The grey told herself "I'm not frightened at all"!

 

With her shiny black beak and her bright yellow eyes,

She went to the window and looked up to the skies,

The snow falling thick was a joy to behold,

And could produce magic men, she once had heard told.

 

Then cocking her head, a faint sound caught her ear,

She looked up and saw Saint Nick drawing near.

The little Grey flew, and swooped with delight,

As Santa Claus now came into her sight

 

A round little man, so lively and quick,

She knew in a flash that it must be St Nick.

She whistled with glee as closer they came,

And he whistled right back - calling reindeer by name!

 

"So Dasher! so, Dancer! so, Prancer and Vixen!

Go, Comet! go, Cupid! go, Donner and Blitzen!

To the top of the perch! And over the wall!

Then dash away! Dash away! Dash away all!"

 

A big jolly man with a fluffy white beard,

And the jolliest laugh that she ever had heard.

He and his reindeer came to land on the roof

And the little grey heard sounds of bell and of hoof!

 

As he came down the chimney the grey fled in alarm!

"Be calm, little bird!" and he held out an arm!

This was something she knew, so she lowered her head,

And he gave her a scratch and then put her to bed.

 

"For I'm Father Christmas, and have much work to do,

Delivering treats to good birdies, like you!"

So he snuggled her into her own little bed,

It was then that he noticed her tail was bright red!

 

"My goodness that tail is so red, it near glows"

It's the perfect support for my Rudolph's red nose!

So when comes Christmas eve, as a dense foggy night,

Won't you come along, and be our tail light?"

 

The little grey sighed, so happy was she,

Santa came, and she saw him leave toys neath the tree!

And as he left he could hear the Grey whisper - so slight,

"Merry Christmas to all - and to all, a good night!"

 

By Lyn Manderson

[judygram]

That was excellent and our dear Lyn wrote that, I am impressed, she has talents, she can sing and write poetry, thanks for sharing that with us.