Christmas Is Coming - Longfellow


I was working in the shop on Christmas presents and then thought to look for a bit of doggerel to attach to the thing itself, to express a certain feeling.
A happy thought came to me as I remembered (or, half remembered) this poem, which I then dutifully looked up.
And I was so taken with it, again, that I thought that I would share it with my imaginary friends.
Who, though they know it, as did I, might not remember it, as I did not.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The Children's Hour
Between the dark and the daylight, When the night is beginning to lower, Comes a pause in the day's occupations, That is known as the Children's Hour.
I hear in the chamber above me The patter of little feet, The sound of a door that is opened, And voices soft and sweet.
From my study I see in the lamplight, Descending the broad hall stair, Grave Alice, and laughing Allegra, And Edith with golden hair.
A whisper, and then a silence: Yet I know by their merry eyes They are plotting and planning together To take me by surprise.
A sudden rush from the stairway, A sudden raid from the hall! By three doors left unguarded They enter my castle wall!
They climb up into my turret O'er the arms and back of my chair; If I try to escape, they surround me; They seem to be everywhere.
They almost devour me with kisses, Their arms about me entwine, Till I think of the Bishop of Bingen In his Mouse-Tower on the Rhine!
Do you think, o blue-eyed banditti, Because you have scaled the wall, Such an old mustache as I am Is not a match for you all!
I have you fast in my fortress, And will not let you depart, But put you down into the dungeon In the round-tower of my heart.
And there will I keep you forever, Yes, forever and a day, Till the walls shall crumble to ruin, And moulder in dust away!
Lordy, having children to please at Christmas is such a great gift.
Tom Watson - WoodDorker tjwatson1ATcomcastDOTnet (email) http://home.comcast.net/~tjwatson1/ (website)
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Thank You Tom, I too had forgotten. I spent last night out in my cold shop putting a small set of drums together for my boy. When I came in, he was behind the door waiting for me to come in and have our nightly GITTY TIME !! I chased him through the halls and rolled him on the floor tickling every rib he had. Later on in the night, His Mommy asked him what he wanted from Santa. "Drums, Mommy." What a coincidence?
Thanks again Tom, And Thank You Lord, for the little short members of the family. One of your newer imaginary friends Tom, Tom Ford
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Tom Watson wrote: <SNIP>
One of my all time favorites, along with "Stopping by Woods..."
~Mark.
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