On the night before the festive holiday
Everyone in the cozy house was tucked away
The snow had been falling all through the day
Between the children is where the whippet lay

During the night when all were sleeping
The whippet awoke to something creeping
Up above, the snowy roof started creaking
From the chimney, a stranger started speaking

The man in the red suit says he is Santa Claus
Wagging with excitement, the whippet has to pause
Happily, the jolly man states that Christmas is his cause
Making his long awaited visit, he doesn’t want any applause

Carrying a bag full of gifts, he walks across the wooden floor
His well rounded shadow dances as he passes the candle lit door
While he empties his bag, the whippet barks and requests for more
Generously, Santa leaves more presents than he’s ever done before

The whippet licks Santa’s hand just as he’s ready to leave
A smiling Saint Nick kneels down and pets him with care and glee
As they bid farewells, there are now gifts underneath the Christmas tree
Once Christmas morning arrives, the family will celebrate a holiday spree

August 4, 2004
Copyright ©2004 Darren M. Grine

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