Christmas Carol: The Night Before Christmas

A good friend of mine has graciously agreed to let me post her wonderful, often hilarious and typically cat-oriented Christmas Carols. (She's a cat person, so cats often are the source of her humor and writing.)I will be posting her carols now through December and maybe beyond if I'm not through them all--there are several of them.

Please do not copy or use her stuff without permission. And she would love to hear any feedback about her carols. (You can send any feedback to me, if you don't have Blogger permissions to comment this blog, at cganders1@yahoo.com.)

Here's the next one! Only two more to go and thus ends the holiday season for another year on this blog. Kiddie carol on this one rather than Kitty carol.
Enjoy!

The Night Before Christmas

‘Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house,
not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
near the tree, bright with tinsel and ornaments there.

And all of the presents were placed by the tree,
so there in the morning, the children would see.
The cookies were baked and the garlands all hung
A moment--or two--of peace, surely we’d won.

But up in the bedrooms arose such a clatter,
that we leapt from our chairs to see what was the matter.
And what to our trembling ears should come clear,
but two little voices, “Is Christmas now here?”

Then small feet came running, to the top of the stair,
“Is it Christmas Day yet? Is Santa Claus there?”
But quickly we stopped them, returned them to bed,
“It’s not Christmas Day yet, so lay down your head.”

So back to our chairs, now quite ready to rest,
and think thoughts of Christmas and hope for the best.
And yet, once again, came those small voices clear,
“Is it Christmas Day yet? Is Santa Claus here?"

Once more up the stairs, as the children paused there,
and we picked them up quickly, and ruffled their hair.
Then we hugged them, and kissed them, and put them to bed,
“It’s not Christmas Day yet, so go back to bed.”

Now back down the stairs, to our chairs we did fly…
…Came those two little voices, “Has Santa been by?”

Rachelle Coe