“This night I will …”
By Rhiannonw
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“I’ll stay awake
and keep so quiet
and see them bring
those things and fill
my stocking up …
I know they’ll wait until all’s quiet
and they think I’m sleeping, slow deep breathing …
and then I’ll bounce up, give them a shock
(or shall I just wait and look when they’ve gone?
not spoil their fun)…
now how to stay awake?
I’ll think up stories, or do some sums,
I’ll put a knobbly lorry under me in bed …
I’ll wriggle my toes, and do some exercises … …
where has the darkness gone –
and there’s a full stocking –
when did they come?”
[IP: Resolution]
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Ah, Nostalgia.
I always thought Christmas was just for children, but later on I got the magic - lovely poem Rhiannon
Dougie Moody
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on the face of it, it is
on the face of it, it is quite a frightening thought isn't it? A strange man is going to break into your house and come into your bedroom and leave you something. I was talking about it to my youngest son recently and he said he didn't completely believe it quite early on, but still enjoyed the delight of the magic
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I’ll put a knobbly lorry
I’ll put a knobbly lorry under me in bed …
An effective measure but maybe a bit drastic. I'd have probably gone for a couple of bits of Lego.
Nice poem Rhiannon... entertaining and amusing.
Turlough
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Congratulations Rhiannon!
Congratulations Rhiannon!
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Lovely :0) The thought of
Lovely :0) The thought of going to sleep listing all the ways of staying awake, and the happy surprise from not succeeding, not yet being grown up :0)
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Our Father Chrismas
Our Father Chrismas was exactly the same, tree, and pillow cases by the bed for the presents. No sleep! My late father made a really big thing of christmas I miss those days. What I find suprising is how close the custams are with you so very far away & Nolan
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Our Father Chrismas
Our Father Chrismas was exactly the same, tree, and pillow cases by the bed for the presents. No sleep! My late father made a really big thing of christmas I miss those days. What I find suprising is how close the custams are with you so very far away & Nolan
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You have captured the magic
You have captured the magic of Christmas Eve so well. How as young children, we would intend to stay awake and then, next thing, presents have arrived. Very lovely indeed, Rhiannon. Paul
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