Sitting at the top of the stairs
Trying to see presents under our tree
I can see that my Mommy glares
'You're up too early! ' says she.
I've got 'ants in my pants! ' she yells;
I didn't know they just went to bed.
Daddy laughed, guffaws he quells
'Get back to your bed, sleepyhead! '
Wide awake in bed I lie waiting;
My parents had then fallen asleep.
Since I was nervously anticipating
I snuck down to see a new jeep.
Playing with that toy through the night
And dozing off as morning started
Mom and Dad flicked on the light
And off to my bed ~ I was carted.
© Mel Patterson, Dec.2011
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