Sunday, December 6, 2015

‘Twas the weeks before Christmas . . .

December 6, 2015: Frisco, Colorado

‘Twas the weeks before Christmas,

When all through the house,

Not a creature was stirring, ‘cept the cat hunting a mouse.

When out of the window arose such a glow,

It was over Swan Mountain hanging so low.

Away to the window I flew like a flash,

Tore open the shutters, and threw up the sash.

When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,

A beautiful sunrise – but not a single reindeer.

Modified excerpt from "The Night Before Christmas" by Clement C. Moore