A Crocheter's Christmas

A Crocheter's Christmas

T'was the week before Christmas

I was all in a tizzy

I had projects to finish;

I had to get busy!

My crochet hook flew

Like Santa's reindeer.

I must finish each item

Before Christmas got here.

I'd finished the angel for the top of the tree,

Now to make two more stockings; or did I need three?

Just a few more rows and Will's blanket would be done.

And I thought, if I hurried, I could make Lilly one.

The table was trimmed with a runner of lace

And I'd tucked a new tree skirt around the tree's base.

I'd made afghans and sweaters

and scarves by the score

Hats, gloves and mittens,

But I still needed more!

My hook flew faster;

There was no time to waste

As I worked each stitch in frantic haste.

I'd no time for singing carols this year.

And I decided to skip all the parties and cheer;

I was much too busy; Christmas was here!

Visions of doilies danced through my head;

I had to keep working;

No time for bed!

I'd finished one blanket and started another,

When a thump on the roof top made me look up in wonder.

And a crash from the chimney caused me to jump;

As Santa Claus landed in the floor with a bump!

I sprang from my chair in shock and surprise;

Santa Claus! I could hardly believe my eyes!

“But Santa!” I cried, “You are not due for a week!”

He dusted off his britches and started to speak.

“I've come early to give you a present, my Dear.

There is something you really need to hear.

You are so worried about the gifts and the giving

You are not taking time to just enjoy living.

The presents you make are lovely, it's true,

But what your family and friends really want is YOU!

So put down that hook, you've done enough for this year;

Christmas is a time to share love and good cheer.”

Then he gave me a hug, and up the chimney he flew.

And I dropped my crochet hook; I knew what I must do.

I had to get into bed right away;

Tomorrow would be such a busy day.

Baking cookies with the kids,

Visiting friends far and near,

Shopping and caroling,

And spreading good cheer.

I knew Santa was right;

I had lost sight of the reason

I crocheted so frantically

to brighten the season.

I had wanted each item I crocheted to be

An expression of my love for my friends and family.

But when it keeps me from sharing this joyous season,

I must set it aside (well, within reason!)

So, some of my gifts might not get finished this year,

But my Christmas will be filled with love and good cheer.

And to all of my friends, I just want to say

Merry Christmas to All, and Happy Crochet!

                                                    Elizabeth Ann White
                                                                  December 7,  2010

Copyright Elizabeth Ann White for BellaCrochet 2010.

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