What was that noise? |
Christmas Fears By Terry Burres It's Christmas again! It's practically here! The Day that I've waited For all through the year. The stockings are hung. There's lights on the tree. We're waiting for Santa, Just my brother and me. I get so excited I hardly can wait! I hardly can eat Any food on my plate. At last it's time To go off to bed! I lay very still Sheets over my head. With only an ear out In case of a surprise, Under the sheets I hardly close my eyes. Then suddenly I hear A soft tinkeling bell. Where does it come from? I think I can tell. I stop all my breathing. I don't move an inch. I really do hope That it isn't a grinch. After a long, long time When everything's been still I pull down the covers And look at my brother Bill. All cozy and warm under Covers he sleeps. Never knowing down The chimney Santa has creeped. I slowly get up to Tell Mommy and Dad They better go see, Maybe Bill's been too bad. Are there any presents Out under the tree? Maybe I'd better have Them look for presents for me. My Dad's not real happy To hear of my plan Of checking up on That Dear Old Man. He Says,"Go back to bed. It's to early yet son. And Don't get back up Until the night is done.” So here I lay in my bed With jittery excited feelings. Just laying here silently Counting cracks in the ceiling. |