If a Christmas Tree Falls in the Woods...

Twas the night before Christmas, All the animals stood

In the crisp peaceful silence, Of their home in the wood.

The trees towered in might, Their branches did clatter,

As the squirrels come out, Of their nests, pitter patter.

The deer came together, they met, they communed

And from beyond the hilltop, rose the shimmering moon.

The fox, the badger, even the skunk,

Came out of their dens, At the base of the trunk.

“Merry Christmas,” they say, as they wait in a group.

Santa is flying the world in his loop.

He will stop here to see us, For just a brief time.

But during those moments, Our woods will sure shine.

Then the reindeer and Santa will fly out of sight,

The shout “Happy Christmas,” will ring through the night.

Ann Courcy, December 24, 2012

Happy Holidays from Barking Frog Farm

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