Was the Night

It's the night before Christmas, and all through the house, Facebook is quiet, and so is the mouse. The posts and the pictures all have slowed in the hope that the man in the beard would soon be there?

Messages were sent, and messages were received that the bearded man was so near. The phone just chimed, making me chatter; what I expected was what mattered.

I checked the screen and flipped through the pages, knowing Saint Nick was for all ages. I friended and flipped one too many times and found myself, oh, in such, such sublime.

Then what mattered, yes! There was such a clamor I heard reindeer hoofs going pitter padder. I jumped up to see, with all delight, Saint Claus yelling.
Hey, Merry Christmas and All Good Night!

So remember this story of long ago that Saint Claus is real, and that's what really matters.

Merry Christmas to all, and all a good night.
Have Love, Enjoy Life, and God Bless.