December 21, 2009

Christmas Poem

When the stockings were hung on our wall,

Santa Clause was calling to call,

"Merry Christmas to all!"

Then, a little mouse squeaked and swade threw our hall;

Then I tiptoed out of my bed to look for presents under our tree,

There I saw 10...no, 18...no, 20 presents just for me.

-Cayli and Kenna

1 comment:

The Unsell Family said...

Hey Melinda- I would love it if you could set up my blog like yours with the different pages at the top, after the holidays- whenever you get a chance. Thanks so much for offering to help. I have no idea how to do it myself.