THE SOUNDS OF CHRISTMAS EVE
Posted: Sat Dec 25, 2010 10:39 am
THE SOUNDS OF CHRISTMAS EVE
(© Vic Jefferies)
The hour was late, the house was quiet,
blessed silence reigned supreme,
till through that warm December night
sped the nemesis of my dream!
"Daaad! There is someone on the roof!
I can hear him walking round.
Dad, listen there’s the proof,
he's making a jingling sound!"
"Please go to sleep young Jimmy
there is no one up above.
Now go to sleep dear Jimmy,
lest you test your father's love."
"Daaad! I just saw a reindeer's face -
there's another one going past!
I think they have found our place,
I think Santa's here at last!"
"There are no reindeer out there son,
it is the shadows of the trees,
so go to sleep my darling one,
Father's asking nicely, plee…ease."
"Daaad!" "What is it little Jimmy,
now why is it that you call?"
"Dad, I need to do a wee,
but there's someone in the hall!"
"That would make five wees or more
since I sent you off to bed,
I suggest you commence to snore -
Father's face is turning red!"
"Daaa..." " I'll spiflicate him Mary!
If once more I hear him say..."
"You cannot spiflicate him Harry -
Well, at least not on Christmas Day."
At last the Sandman won the fight
and closed little Jimmy’s eyes
and we slept for the rest of the night,
at least till the sun began to rise!
Then came the sound of muffled glee,
of fingers fumbling with paper and string
of "Oohs!" and "Aahs!" and "Golly Gee!
Dad! He's remembered everything!"
Then as I stumbled from my bed
towards the shining Christmas tree,
I found a strange note that said,
"Please accept my apology.”
“Now we have so much to do
we have to travel very fast
so we started our run with you,
instead of leaving Jim till last.”
“Sorry about the sleep you lost
and the noise made by the sleigh;
just consider it part of the cost
for the smiles of your boy today.”
“And Dad, sometimes a little noise
is worth the loss of one night’s sleep,
when it’s caused by girls and boys
creating memories for us to keep.”
Vic Jefferies
(© Vic Jefferies)
The hour was late, the house was quiet,
blessed silence reigned supreme,
till through that warm December night
sped the nemesis of my dream!
"Daaad! There is someone on the roof!
I can hear him walking round.
Dad, listen there’s the proof,
he's making a jingling sound!"
"Please go to sleep young Jimmy
there is no one up above.
Now go to sleep dear Jimmy,
lest you test your father's love."
"Daaad! I just saw a reindeer's face -
there's another one going past!
I think they have found our place,
I think Santa's here at last!"
"There are no reindeer out there son,
it is the shadows of the trees,
so go to sleep my darling one,
Father's asking nicely, plee…ease."
"Daaad!" "What is it little Jimmy,
now why is it that you call?"
"Dad, I need to do a wee,
but there's someone in the hall!"
"That would make five wees or more
since I sent you off to bed,
I suggest you commence to snore -
Father's face is turning red!"
"Daaa..." " I'll spiflicate him Mary!
If once more I hear him say..."
"You cannot spiflicate him Harry -
Well, at least not on Christmas Day."
At last the Sandman won the fight
and closed little Jimmy’s eyes
and we slept for the rest of the night,
at least till the sun began to rise!
Then came the sound of muffled glee,
of fingers fumbling with paper and string
of "Oohs!" and "Aahs!" and "Golly Gee!
Dad! He's remembered everything!"
Then as I stumbled from my bed
towards the shining Christmas tree,
I found a strange note that said,
"Please accept my apology.”
“Now we have so much to do
we have to travel very fast
so we started our run with you,
instead of leaving Jim till last.”
“Sorry about the sleep you lost
and the noise made by the sleigh;
just consider it part of the cost
for the smiles of your boy today.”
“And Dad, sometimes a little noise
is worth the loss of one night’s sleep,
when it’s caused by girls and boys
creating memories for us to keep.”
Vic Jefferies