Gavin and the Christmas Thief

Gavin and the
Christmas Thief

Deep in a snowflake
    There is a story to be told.
A Christmas tale of a boy
    Named Gavin who was just two years old.

It was the night before Santa
    Would arrive at his house.
Gavin was excited
    As he snuggled his stuffed mouse.

His little mind raced with images
    Of the presents his daddy put out that day.
Suddenly he sat-up as he thought
    “What if someone steals them away?”

He jumped from his bed
    And ran down the stairs.
He was delighted to see
    That his presents where there.

Gavin went to his desk
    And got string, tape and glue.
“That’s all I can find mouse,
    This stuff will just have to do.”

Crinkle, zip, swurp
    Came a noise waking his dad.
He raced from his bed to the tree to find
    Gavin standing as if he’d done something bad.

There by the stockings
    Hung Santa with care.
He was caught in a ball
    Of tape and string with glue all in his hair.

Santa winked his eye
    Then in a voice full of cheer
“Glue, string and tape
    Was his present last year.”

With a smile
    Up he rose.
Leaving a box
     Tied With a bow.
 

Reviews

[Angel Bird]

A lovely and funny poem.