December 24, 2009

Twas the Night Before Christmas

Twas the night before Christmas I'm glued to the tree. I'm wondering what Santa has brought for me...
Could it be fat quarters or a pattern or lace? Or a quilt kit, I said with a smile on my face.
And that's when I heard him "Hi Santa," I said." You know...good little girls should be in their beds."
"I know I should, Santa and now I've been caught. But I was just so excited to see what you brought."
"Well, let's take a look in this room where you work. "He shook his head quickly And left with a jerk.
I heard him exclaim as he put it in gear "You've got enough stuff, I'll see you next year!"
A friend sent me this lovely poem. I hope that Santa brings you just enough of the right stuff. Merry Christmas to all.


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