It was Christmas Eve
and across the rooftops,
he flew, popping down chimneys here and there
delivering presents and good cheer.
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Duncan beat me to it....I think this would make a wonderful childrens book...: O)
Ah David trying the old hand at story telling here me-thinks, the Kids would love this one Take care David Love duncan X
David..this is one wonderful poem on Christmas eve. Beautiful.
I don't know what's the matter with me. I read the fourth line as 'delivering presents and good beer'. Er, anyway. A wonderful one to you and Vera sweetheart. Look forward to seeing you in the next year! t x
David, this one reminds me of the time Pooh Bear got stuck in Rabbit's Front Door. His solution, if you remember, was to 'wait to get thin again'. Perhaps old Santa might think about giving Weight Watchers' a ring. Fun poem. love, Allie xxxx