Ani’s Advent – A Visit

Dear Santa…

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‘Twas a fortnight till Christmas
And all through the flat
Not a creature was stirring
She’s glad about that…

She’d had quite enough
Throwing balls for the day
And had told me concisely
To put them away.

The birds in the garden
All slept for the night,
(I’d sorted the pigeons…
They’d put up a fight)

The fish had been fed
And now hid in the weed,
I snored on the sofa,
She curled up to read.

Then all of a sudden
A knock on the door
Made me jump up to see,
And the book hit the floor…

“Now who could be calling
At this time of night?”
She picked up her keys
And turned on the hall light…

So I’m back on duty,
You never can tell…
And if monsters are out there,
I’ll chase them to Hell.

She slipped on my lead
As she opened the door,
While I waited ready
With growl, tooth and paw…

But as the door opened
The voices began
It wasn’t a monster,
Not even a man…

Just lots of small children
All singing with joy
About Christmas angels
And one baby boy.

They were only little
And should be in bed…
I don’t understand
All the words that they said.

I do understand, though,
The message they brought…
It is one that no creature
Shoud need to be taught…

To love one another,
With kindness and care,
To treat with respect
And to help and to share…

She listened, all smiling,
With tears on her face…
As if she’d been given
Some vision of grace.

‘Twas a fortnight till Christmas
And out in the night
Small faces were shining
Reflecting the Light.

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With apologies to Clement Clarke Moore

About Sue Vincent

Sue Vincent is a Yorkshire-born writer and one of the Directors of The Silent Eye, a modern Mystery School. She has written a number of books, both alone and with Stuart France, exploring ancient myths, the mysterious landscape of Albion and the inner journey of the soul. She is owned by a small dog who also blogs. Follow her at scvincent.com and on Twitter @SCVincent Find her books on Goodreads and follow her on Amazon worldwide to find out about new releases and offers. Email: findme@scvincent.com
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31 Responses to Ani’s Advent – A Visit

  1. acflory says:

    Ah, that was lovely. 🙂 -hugs Ani and Sue too-

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  2. Ah Sue, I just loved this

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  3. davidprosser says:

    Excellent poem Sue.Huge Hugs for you and Ani.

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  4. This is the part of Christmas that I love. I dont’ really care from which religion is supposedly comes. It’s a universal basic truth: love one another, be kind, be generous, be joyful. Any holiday which celebrates these values is good. Beautiful poem.

    I guess for your fourth line you rejected “Not even a rat”?

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    • Sue Vincent says:

      I think that is why people rom many religions can still celebrate Christmas…and I wish we could do the same ith all the celebrations of Light, like Hanukkah and Diwali and share those too…though perhaps they would also find the sacred swamped by commercialism. The love and joy of Christmas should still be sacred, even to those who do not see it as a religious festival.
      Thanks, Marilyn… and no, no rats. I live next to a farm and a field…I’m not tempting fate 😉

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  5. Ritu says:

    Aw I love this!!@!

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  6. Lovely. And Ani is so sweet. 🙂

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  7. jenanita01 says:

    It is a comforting thought, that there are still good emotions left in this world. Just lately, I have been having doubts! Best wishes to you and your family, Sue (and lovely Ani too, of course!)

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  8. bobcabkings says:

    Reblogged this on cabbagesandkings524 and commented:
    Ani gets a surprise

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  9. Eliza Waters says:

    Delightful! Wonderful rendition, Sue.

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  10. dgkaye says:

    Beautiful story Ani. Glad to hear of your Christmas spirit. 🙂

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  11. We don’t get anybody coming to our door singing, Ani. The Postman sometimes sings and I usually bark at him from behind the door. When he saw me he said he thought I was going to be a big dog! I ask you – was he saying I was a little overweight?
    Lots of barks and tail wagging,
    Toby
    xx

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  12. Denis1950 says:

    Lovely poem Ani, did you give them one of your older balls?

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  13. Reblogged this on Edwina's Episodes and commented:
    A wonderful poem. celebrating one of the joys of Christmas time 🙂

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  14. I absolutely love this! 🙂

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