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Short poem about children at christmas time |
| THE WAIT Itching bodies under the covers Listen! A rustle of paper and an eager ear twitches Can you hear him? A thump from downstairs Listen! Covers thrown back and small feet pad around Can you hear him? Back into bed Quick! A chink of light then darkness again I saw him! Get up! The darkness is still thick Sshh! Creeping down the stairs and the door creaks open A black bag full of wishes and shining paper He’s been! |