Twas the night before Christmas out in the country
Everyone was sleeping Snoring can be heard all through the house
My gun close by if I were to see a mouse
The stockings are hung by the chimney with care
I hope this yummy chocolate candy wasn’t meant to go in there
Out in the hall I made a big clatter
Gathering all the necessities for a little late night platter
It was a long drive here
And a few cappuccinos has me wired up so sleep is not near
Visions of family time, gifts and snacks
While trying to remain focused while driving
Singing and dodging all the deer
Now that I think about it I could really go for a beer
So out on the porch I sit listening to the sounds
Staring at the stars
Freezing my ass off even with all my layered winter gear
Pretty sure I hear a pig, or a coyote, maybe a deer
But it’s totally normal in these types of towns
I wonder if there are any bears
Gasp, OMG the chupacabra could also live here
Well frick
I hope not
If I’m not seen in the morning I probably wandered off in search of the perfect lighting to capture photos of creatures near
The thing about the silence Any and all noise definitely travels around
I’m almost certain the rustle of my late night snacks have already awakened
The 5 people that live in this town
