A Writer's Night Before Christmas
by Mary Higgins
Twas
the night before Christmas, when all through the house
not
a writer was writing; oh where was the mouse?
Wreaths
decorated the mantels with care
but
the writing muse simply was not in the air
The
words and sentences were not in my head
as
I slid on my hose that lay on the bed.
And
I in my bathrobe and pink shower cap
Got
ready to party- no book on my lap.
I
slipped off my robe and chose the red dress
curling
iron in hand, to tame a lone tress.
In
front of the mirror, there arose so much chatter
All
the cookies I’d eaten had made me much fatter.
The
belt would not buckle; the zipper was stuck
and
I bulged in the middle. It was just my bad luck.
Away
to the closet, I flew like a flash
for
something to wear, I knew I must dash.
The
light in my room on my jewelry case
gave
a luster to pearls sitting there at the base
Pushing
hangers with pants and stepping on shoes
I
grabbed at my dresses in threes then in two’s
I
tried on clothing that clung to my skin
too
sexy, too primal; too loud or too prim.
Then
onto the blouses and skirts that hung near
Wear
that to a party? Wouldn’t everyone stare?
A
green nylon dress still hung on the rack
It
was too big, fitting just like a sack.
The
blouse with the jacket fit nicely together
the
shoes that matched it, had worn leather
It
was onto the porch, I had to be quick
I
rummaged through boxes of boots there to pick
Flat
heels, chunk heels, stack heels, galore
Finally
I found a pair near the door.
The
dog started whining, she needed a walk
It
was down to the bay and out onto the dock.
In
the twinkling lights of the boat at the pier
was
the man of my dreams - ever so near
With
a smile on his face and a glint in his eye
he
held my book manuscript and did not lie
“We
wish to publish your book my dear
With
advance of a million and nothing to fear.
He
gave me a letter to confirm all he said
and
told me he had to return to his sled
And
his reindeer took over; he flew out of sight
Merry
Christmas to all, and to all a good night!
Definitely a Merry Christmas to all! Love this one, Mary!
ReplyDeleteA different, delightful take on this classic. Well done, Mary.
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