Christmas Secrets

By Solveig Paulson Russell

Since Susan did her shopping,

There’s a twinkle in her eyes.

And there’s a secret twitching

Right where Tommy’s dimple lies

Whenever ‘present-wondering’

Begins again each year.

And all of it just shows, of course,

That Christmas Day is near.

There’s paper gently rustling

Behind Father’s locked den door,

And Mother spends more time upstairs

Than she has spent before.

There are bulges in the closets.

From beneath beds presents peer.

And all of it just shows, of course,

That Christmas Day is near.

Illustrated by Dick Brown