Sunday, January 17, 2016

The Little Red Elf

Twas the night before Christmas
And two little girls
Were tucked in their beds
Their hair full of curls.

As they dreamed Christmas dreams
Of presents and more.
A little Elf woke
And jumped to the floor.

With a laugh and a bounce
He was off in a flash.
To get the house ready
For a big Christmas bash.

To their bedrooms he ran,
Up the stairs, round the bend.
He had watched them all season,
And considered them friends.

He kissed both the girls
A dainty, soft kiss.
And whispered so softly,
“You shall soon have your wish.”

Next he bounced to the roof
To help Santa land.
Soon he saw lots of lights
And then the Big Man.

“Hello little Elf”
Santa said with a grin.
“Come help me with toys,
Come on, let’s begin.”

“For Abby a Doll,
so perfect and cute.
A carrier and clothes,
And her stocking to boot.”


“For Maddie who has been
So good, I do know.
Two dolls and a cup,
All wrapped with a bow.”

The Elf danced as they worked
Both smiled at the sight.
Santa tipped his red hat
And whispered “good night”.

Santa was off in a flash
Up the road, up the hill.
Leaving the little red Elf
So perfectly still.

Then he jumped in his bed
Closed his eyes and did sleep.
He was quiet and still
Not a pip or a peep.

There he’ll rest and get ready,
For next Christmas day.
When the little Elf comes

To watch and to play.

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