Twas the Night

of the

STOCKING STUFFER

written December 9th, 2014

Twas pitter patter

Upon my roof

Twas pitter patter

From reindeer hooves

The sound awoke me

From a restless sleep

I sprang to my feet

To catch a peek

Twas the Stocking Stuffer

That came once a year

He was the Stocking Stuffer

Who flew with the deer

He entered my home

And how?  I did not see

His usual entrance

Was down the Chimney

I let out a snore

To make him believe

I was still in my bed

Counting the zees

I came down the staircase

So quick but so slow

As I got to the bottom

I heard his Ho Ho

The cookies were crumbs now

The milk glass was clear

As I ran to the doorway

I could sense he was near

I opened the door

And what did I see?

My stocking was stuffed

There was no Mr. C

INSPIRATION?  The word TWAS....  Christmas Carols...  thinking of the moment when Santa arrives.  Word Count is 155.