Saturday, December 20, 2008

Wonderful Christmas Memories

(Dad in my brothers Radio Flyer)

Christmas is almost here and I'm reminded of Memories of Christmas Past.

Every Christmas as a child Dad would always read me Twas the Night Before Christmas from my special Hallmark pop up book I had gotten one Christmas from "Santa". I would always snuggle up in his lap and he'd read away.......

Twas the night before Christmas,
When all through the house.
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that st. Nicholas soon would be there.
The children all nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugarplums danced in their heads.
And mama in her kerchief and I in my cap,
Had just settled down for a long winter’s nap.
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang form the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.
The moon on the breast of the new fallen snow
Gave the luster of midday to objects below.
When what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh and eight tiny reindeer-
With a little old driver so lively and quick
I knew for a moment it must be St. Nick.
More rapid than eagles his courser they came,
And he whistled and shouted, and called them by name:
“Now Dasher! Now Dancer! Now Prancer and Vixen! On, Comet! On Cupid! On Donner and Blitzen! To the top of the porch to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! Dash away! Dash away all!”
As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky.
So up to the housetop the courser they flew,
With the sleigh full of toys and St. Nicholas, too.
And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my head, and was turning around…
Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound!
He was dressed all in fur from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all covered with ashes and soot;
A bundle of toys he had flung on his back.
And he looked like a peddler just opening his sack.
His eyes how they twinkled, his dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard on his chin was as white as the snow.
The stump of his pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath.
He had a broad face and a little round belly
That shook when he laughed like a bowl full of jelly.
He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him in spite of myself!
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread.
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled up the stockings-then turned with a jerk…
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod up the chimney he rose!
He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of site…..

~Author Clement Clarke Moore
I would like to send Warm Blessing to all for a safe, wonderful and healthly Holiday Season!!!! And will be seeing you all in the New Year!!!
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