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I want to tell you about a story of a little helper. She is not just anyone's helper but Santa clauses helper. She was brought back from the shelter on one of Santa clauses many visits there.
#adventchallenge 'Twas the night before Christmas, The children were tucked up in bed, Their iPods turned off, So they could rest their sleepy heads.
John, a father who loved his daughter very much, and was willing to buy her anything she wanted, was somewhat stumped when he read that this year's Christmas list proceeded thus: Dear Father...
There was once a young boy called Charlie Snow, who was an orphan and lived in England. Charlie was a very sad little boy. He did not like Christmas and did not get any presents.
#adventchallenge Reindeer play each year with Santa, They glide, they walk, they run, they canter, Once a year, they show their delight, By taking to the air in flight.
I saw a truck of Christmas trees And each one had a tale, The driver stood them in a row And put them up for sale.
#adventchallenge I lie in bed listening, Not a sound can be herd, No cars on the streets, Or people on the kerb, The night, full of stars, With one shining bright, Wonders abound on this Christmas...
Twelve o'clock and all is well, a the moon fills the night. A twinkling sound and snow falling down but not no one or nothing in sight.
So here I am, peacefully sleeping like I do for most of the year, when suddenly I am completely blinded. I was tempted to panic, but remembered the rules: no moving when a human was around.
#weeklyopusschallenge Jingle bells, jingle bells, Jingle all the day, Little kids, nothing smells: 'Cause Santa's on the way. Filling his sack with gifts, An iPod or a doll, Maybe a makeup set.
Children playing in the snow. Hoping for Santa to say Ho Ho. Reindeers landing in the yard. Ice forming far and wide. Smoking warm fires at night. Trees cover in glittery lights.
This is a bit early for the season, but here goes. @maeheleneflynmolly #youngwritershousehold Ruby red flames leap at, The red and white socks, As chimes ring, From the grandfather clock.
Every night he sat upon the white book shelf. Listening to the wonderful stories being told. There were stories of animals, dragons and pirates. Stories of adventure, fun and finding gold.