Not a creature was stirring,
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas would soon be there.
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads.
Had just settled our brains for a long winter's nap.
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Tore open the shutters and threw open the sash.
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.
More rapid than eagles his coursers 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,
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 house-top the coursers they flew,
With a 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.
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot.
A bundle of toys he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler, just opening his pack.
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow.The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath.
That shook when he laughed, like a bowlful 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.
And filled all the stockings, then turned with a jerk.
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose!
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, 'ere he drove out of sight,
"Happy Christmas to all, and to all a goodnight!"
11 comments:
What a sweet post! Love the pics. Merry Christmas, Pam
Great pics to compliments the traditional tale. I'm lovin' those reindeer plates...CUTE!!! Have a wonderful time with your family. Merry Christmas and God bless ya'll!!!
Beautiful...and love that camo!!!
DP... This was SOOOO beautiful!!!
I feel like I just visited Opryland Hotel @ Christmas! xoxo
Love the sleeping kitties. I hope you have a very Merry Christmas.
Jan
Always Growing
CUTE picture of y'all! Merry Christmas :)
Thank you for the wonderful photos and Twas the Night Before Christmas! I love this little poem. Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year to you! -Lisa
Very nice DP!
Hey DP my old friend (all of 10 months or so) LOL I love the pictures you found to go with this delightful classic poem. And the one of you and the hunter at the end. You never cease to amaze me with your posts.
It's been such fun getting to know you through blogging. So I hope you had a wonderful Christmas and will have a beautiful new year in 2010.
That was awesome!!!!!!
Happy holidays!
I signed your guestbook too!
xoxox
Vanessa
What a great post!
Your tree is just so gorgeous!
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