IS THERE AN HONEST REINDEER IN THE SKY?

NO. 7, ARE YOU THERE?

CALLING REINDEER NO. 7 :

COME IN PLEASE

Dasher, Dancer, Prancer, Vixen,

Comet, Cupid, Donner, and Blitzen…

Circa 1997, and

there’s a tale to tell…

‘Twas the night before Christmas,

Dusk parted with honor:

Three Grenn boys stood smiling

[They swore they’d glimpsed Donner].

“Yet, might have been Blitzen”

I replied to this trio;

They eyed me with caution,

[I’d dampened their brio…]

‘Eight deer’ had been named so,

[In tales for the telling]…

My sons knew their trademarks;

Though not their names’ spellings.

  Dasher was headstrong;

 Dancer, a dandy;

  Prancer was flighty

while Vixen chewed candy;

Comet was lazy, Cupid too sappy;

  Blitzen chased rainbows while Donner stayed happy.

“It’s the ‘7^th’ we want to

deliver our presents!”

These three uttered boldly as Russian-steppe peasants;

“Dasher and Dancer will lose

them in transit,

Comet and Vixen are

Common-law bandits!”

“Blitzen’s been known to

discredit Kris Kringle,

Cupid has issues with

rooftops and shingles!

Prancer has dropped gifts

 all over the heavens;

Pleeeeeeeez!

Just enlist only deer # 7!!!”

It may be too late,

I did taunt with a smile:

Though, not if you snooze soon …

Don’t tarry awhile;

The very best hoof beats will

Grace our home’s gable;

Sleep, dears; dream softly…

Stay young as you’re able.

December 25, 1997

Well, if smiles could sell ad-time,

And dreams garner CLIOs;

My mantel’d be laden:

I’d have netted a trio !!!

Poem composed by Lisa Porter-Grenn

Copyright December 2013

            

Yet, I did hear him mumble as he drove out of sight…

“MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL,

         …AND TO ALL: A GOOD-NIGHT!”