Early Christmas Morning (by Puchi Ann)

Summary:  A Christmas poem, set to the tune of “Early One Morning.”
Category:  Bonanza, Poetry
Genre:  Western
Rated:  G
Word Count:  216


 

 

Early Christmas morning,

Just as the sun was rising,

I heard three sets of footsteps,

Sneaking ‘round the room below.

 

Oh, Christmas morning!

My heart is ever warming

When I recall the love that binds

Our hearts together so.

 

Down the hall on tiptoe,

I peek around the corner

And spy three boys, like puppies,

Sniffing ‘round the Christmas tree.

 

Oh, Christmas morning!

My heart is ever warming

When I recall the love that flows

Between my boys and me.

 

Upon my face a scowl I paint

And from my throat a bellow roars,

“How dare you boys awake me

From my well and hard-earned rest?”

 

Oh, Christmas morning!

My heart is ever warming

When I recall the love we share,

Those memories are the best!

 

Three shining faces smile at me.

Not even one believes my wrath.

Instead, they hold a gift toward me,

And my act crumbles fast.

 

Oh, Christmas morning!

My heart is ever warming

When I recall the love we share,

A love time won’t outlast.

 

***The End***

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