Tuesday, December 10, 2013

Christmases Past



I'm reposting this from 2009.  
Two Zero Zero Nine.
Unreal!  I remember this like yesterday.
What are the holidays for, if not for looking back - remembering those we miss, treasuring those we have and looking forward to new and wonderful times.
How I still miss Helen.
There shan't be another bird like her.
Enjoy.
xo




'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the coop,
not a chicken was stirring, except to go poop;

The stockings were hung by the roost box with care,
in hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;



The chickens were nestled all snug in their beds,
while visions of mealy worms danced in their heads;


Glenco in his boxers, and I in my cap,
had just settled down for a long winters nap;

When out in the coop there rose such a clatter,
I sprang from my bed to see what was the matter;



Away to the window I flew like a flash,
tore open the shutters and threw up the sash;

The moon on the breast of the new fallen snow,
gave a luster of midday to objects below;



When what to my wondering eyes should appear,
but a stinkin' raccoon and a whole lotta fear;



With my double barreled shot gun so lively and quick,
I thought for a moment, "I'm gonna be sick";

More rapid than eagles to the coop I came,
whistling and shouting and calling them by name;

Now Helen, Now Fifi, Now Scarlett , now Stubs, now Scooter,
now Pittypat, now Puffington and Plums!

To the top of the coop to the top of the wall!
Now dash away, dash away, dash away all!

So up to the coop top and roost box they flew,
I stood there and pondered, 'Oh my, what to do';

And just as I put the gun to my eye,
I heard from that coon a soft little sigh;

"I've come to make peace and say that we're sorry,
since the attack this past summer, we've done nothing but worry";

"You see we've repented and make an oath to you,
to not harm your chickens...this we promise you."



I peered at the coon with my gun still half cocked, could this be true?
Oh my, what a shock;

When down from the roost box limped poor little Helen,
what she was up to ...there's just no tellin';

With her one good eye, she looked square at that coon,
and said "I forgive you, God bless you real soon";

In all my born days, I've seen nothing like this -
that dear little Helen gave the raccoon a sweet kiss;

Back to her roost pole she flew without haste,
and said 'True repentance is a sad thing to waste";

"Please tell all your readers this most important part -
Christ was born, so we all could have a fresh start";



For a moment we stood there in the soft glow of moonlight,
I marveled at Helen and said 'You're so right';

I bent over and patted the coons little head,
"Mr Coon" I said, without any dread;

"It's been quite a day, and a miraculous night,
coons visiting chickens without as much as one bite."

I heard him exclaim as he scampered out of sight,
"Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night!"



20 comments:

  1. Loved this and I remember it well! We're getting snow here and it's so beautiful...the tree is lit and I'm looking out the window at God's wonder.

    Merry Christmas!

    Leann

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  2. So glad you shared! (again)

    Lynda
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  4. I loved that. Made me smile! I'm glad you reposted. I never would have seen it otherwise!

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  5. wonderful, I loved it!
    Merry Christmas!

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  6. So happy to read this cheery poem!!! Love you, girl.

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  7. You are amazing. This is pure genius. Another example of why your blog is one of the best. I really think that you should write a book.


    A faithful reader of your blog who rarely comments,

    Cathy

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  8. Thanks for the repost girl. I so love this!!! From those adorable chick stockings, your illuminated bed, your pretty sweet home and on.......Bless you and your sweet ever loving witty mind!!

    Debra

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  9. Oh, this is so very very clever! You should have this published in Hobby Farm Home magazine, or Mary Janes Farm magazine! You are a genius,as always.
    Merry Christmas!

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  10. Clement Clarke Moore would even be impressed Jayme! -- I was not aware of your blog in /09 -- how I stumbled here was totally by accident, but, might I say it was my best 'stumble'.....gosh, I just enjoyed everything about this 'read' tonight Jayme -- the photos were worth 1,000 words and the words were.....priceless!

    Blessings to your wee Nest this night Jayme,
    Barbara.

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  11. OMG I still remember this post....I cracked up then and now. You have a gift!!!

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  12. OMG those rooster stockings!!!!!!

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  13. Well they could be hen stockings, too, now, couldn't they be...lol...

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  14. Loved it then,
    Love it still.
    Loved YOU in 2009
    And always will.
    Merry Christmas and a Happy, Healthy New Year.
    Deborah
    FairfieldHouseNJ.com
    PS -- Stop by the Fairfield House FB Page.

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  15. I had never seen this, so it was new to me and I love, love, love it! Forgiveness should be asked for and when asked for, it should be given with a whole new heart for the mended relationship!

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  16. Jayme, just stopping by to wish you a wonderful Merry Christmas and all good things in 2014. Joanie from Michigan

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  17. Loved this. "Merry Christmas and Happy New Year" from our home to yours.

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