My First Christmas

Christmas is almost here

In the yard, I spot a leaping deer

When I go near, it runs away in fear 

Do you think I look like a bear? 

 

Today my hoomans put up a Christmas tree

They unpacked it and let its branches free 

The outside temperature is minus three degree 

And little cotton-like floofs falling from the sky are all I can see.

 

I help by chewing decorations off the tree 

I feel like I’m assisting, but my mom disagrees 

The tree, with ornaments, looks fully packed

It appears as though by lights it’s been attacked.

 

OMG, it's Christmas eve

I’m going to the park to play with the poodle, Steve

In the park, I find some sketchy leaves 

Before going home, a small bough I retrieve.

 

By the end of my dinner, I’m half asleep

A glass of milk and some cookies for Santa, my hoomans keep

At midnight, I wake up and take a quick peep

To see if Santa has climbed down the chimney, so steep.

 

Its Christmas morning and the sun is not so bright 

White cotton floofs are the only things in sight 

I can no longer see the lush green grass 

It’s covered by a soft white mass

The dazzling lake visible from my house is now nothing but glass.

 

Its time to open the presents 

My hooman gives me one which is shaped like a crescent 

I opened my gift untidily 

It’s a stuffed toy and a bowtie, I wag my tail violently. 

 

Wishing you peace, love and licks!