It’s Christmas Eve … tonight, while Santa circles the globe, visions of sugar-plums, (and peanuts for some of us), will be dancing in our heads. I will try and get another post in later today, but wanted to share this poem from last year since most of you were not following me then. Hope it gives you a smile.
‘Twas the day before Christmas and out in the street
Not a neighbor was stirring, they must all be beat.
The goody bags were packed with the utmost of care
In the hope the Park critters soon would be there.
The squirrels were nestled all snug in their nests
With visions of peanuts that soon they’d be blessed.
And I, in my many layers and a warm woolen cap
Had just arrived at the Park for a long Winter lap.
As I set out on the path, I heard some songbird chatter
Then in an instant, all the Park critters around me did gather.
Because what to my wondering eyes should appear …
But a Park filled with critters dressed in holiday cheer.
I dragged out my camera and all their goodies in a flash
Because it appeared they were having a Christmastime bash.
As my Park pals joined me…
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