Twilight - A Christmas Spirit Poem by JJ Evendon

It was on the night of the eclipse of the moon
That I saw a beam of light come into my bedroom
There at the end on my bed
I saw a figure, something strange, with long ears on its head
‘I am the ghost of Twilight' it said with its whiskers twitching
And told me that he'd left something for you for Christmas in my kitchen
The heating was off, it was cold, as I slowly rose out of bed to see
Time, according to my watch, reading only half past three
There next to the empty glass of mulled wine and plate of mince pies
Was indeed a packet of an incredibly small size
So it is not me that you must thank for receiving this
But the ghost of Twilight who loves you and sends you a great big kiss