Twas the night before Christmas
And all through the house
No one was stirring
Not even a mouse
Then over the monitor
A sound could be heard
Some thing was moving
It sounded absurd
Like a squeaking and buzzing
Or perhaps a meow
The noise got louder
We didn't know how
What was Santa bringing
To us this Christmas
Should we be worried
Could it be disastrous?
We crept up the staircase
Wondering what we'd see
There in a basket
A present for me
A beautiful kitten
Perfect black and white
How happy we were
That Christmas night
We have called him Tommy
He's perfect for us
We couldn't be happier
Why did we make such a fuss?
Xxxxxx
A poem inspired by the great poem of the same name by Clement Clarke Moore (1779 - 1863). I've taken poetic license with the subject since we actually collect our kitten Tommy on the 28th December. Happy Christmas everyone, I pray that you each receive the gifts you desire this Christmas.
8 comments:
Awwwww....I love him. What a fantastic surfprise and a great story...loved it.
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Aren't we who have animal companions among the blessed? This is heartwarming, Emma.
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I love animals! This is a wonderful poem!
What a cutie! And a clever, clever write--
That was delightful!
Lovely poem and such a cute picture to go with it. He's a gorgeous Christmas present!
He's so CUTE!! I hope he's settling into his new home well. Give him lots of snuggles and warmth and wonderful milk for me... :)
Oh yes ;) , and your poem is very well written, a fine variation on the original.
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