Bingo Card and Winter Construct Cup Nov 23 thru Dec 22, 2018 Daily prompt inspired poems. |
From the Heart Exhausted from his midnight trek Old Nick collapsed in a fold. These annual Christmas trips were harder and harder each year. While his hips got larger and larger and he became less quick. To Santa with Love. He drug his almost empty sack from the sleigh and said, "What ho? What is this that I missed?" It tumbled to the snow. Had he been remiss? A gift to whom? He'd like to know, but wait . . To Santa with Love. He raised his eyebrow in discovery mode when recognizing the hand of Lilly Elf, the precious pixie in charge of "do it yourself" she spoke for all when she tearfully wrote the ode. To Santa with Love. It seems his elves noticed his growing girth and decided he needed a scheduled, active life so gifted a Fit-Bit to help Santa thrive and cookies scratched from his diet herewith. To Santa with Love. ~~Judi Van Gorder Notes: ▼ |