The hour was late
When the creeping kids crept,
Their eight year old feet
And their eight year old toes
Would search for the presents
While their anticipation grows
Mom and Dad were still fast asleep
And the dog was rolling over
But the sneaky pair never made a peep
As they searched like fevered soldiers
For hours they searched in the closets clutter
In the storage room where dad kept the shutters,
In the shelves that were packed with food, uneaten
And in the fridge perhaps where there were eggs, unbeaten
Finally the younger one spoke through stammered stutters
Forcing the words in a silent labored mutter,
“Have we tr-tr-tried the attic?
Have we ch-ch-checked the car?
If the presents are here
They couldn’t have gone f-f-far.”
They both sat defeated
On top of the couch
Both looked at the dog
And his snoring wet snout
Though now In the middle of this silence
a roaring was heard
That sounded pure violent
It came from the roof and it shook the whole house
And a glowing grew quick as a figure could now be made out,
He was in a red suit!
He had a huge beard!
But the dog was unimpressed
and rolled back over I hear,
Just then they both knew who this man must be
Time must have stopped for everyone but those three,
“Was it magic?”, they thought
“How could this be?”
“Did we forget the cookies?
We made a dozen, or three.”
The kids now knew that their search was in vain
Because the presents weren’t hidden
It was now explained plain,
They simply had just yet to arrive,
They were tucked tight on his sleigh
Flying like a streak in the sky.
The man glowing red had cheeks that were bright
He laughed so loud, it shook everything in sight
Though his face turned serious as he looked at the two
He said “Well, you’re up late. You know this won’t do.”
The kids knew they were wrong
To suspect the parents
Their curiosity got the best of them, that was more than apparent,
He gave them each a single gift
Then smiled so big that you thought his mouth might rip,
He told them there would be more if they went to sleep now
He made them that promise
He made them that vow,
They marched off to bed and got under their covers,
Time then resumed normally for the curious two brothers,
They awoke the next morning with a full Christmas haul!
The parents stood in shock
The mother stood in awe,
The dad drank his coffee
and he just couldn’t believe
That his kids had been this good
Santa must have been deceived
because they got much more than they should,
More than they should have received
As the brothers ripped through paper
As fast as the dad could bag it
The dog slept through it all
But this time it was more than habit,
What the boys had not seen
While they were drifting asleep
was Ol' Saint Nick spoiling that dog
With a late night treat,
He was given a bone
He was given a biscuit,
He didn’t even have to do a trick
And you know he couldn’t resist it,
It was, in its entirety
A Magical Christmas
As the dog slept fatter than a tick
As the two brothers flew through presents
As the parents watched it go down
They all basked in this amazement
It was almost if
nothing would ever phase them
The brothers would remember
That smile that might rip,
That glowing red suit
Brighter than a tree when it's lit,
And always the promise he made that night
When all those gifts that were given
A night spent feverishly searching
For a Christmas they we're sure would stay hidden