The Elves Came
Monday the Elves came to my house.
The Elves that fix things, put things together.
The Elves that bring the aroma of fresh baking.
The Elves that shine a floor, and washes dishes.
That make the children giggle, and jump with joy.
These are special Elves, that also leave surprises.
Like a garden that shows me carrots. Yes, now I can see my carrots.
These Elves slip in and do their magic. And although they have helped me for years, I have yet to sew them a little pair of red boots, and matching jackets to Thank them. Regretfully I cannot sew.
Therefore I give Thanks to my Elves.
Do you have Elves, and what great magic can they weave?
The Elves that fix things, put things together.
The Elves that bring the aroma of fresh baking.
The Elves that shine a floor, and washes dishes.
That make the children giggle, and jump with joy.
These are special Elves, that also leave surprises.
Like a garden that shows me carrots. Yes, now I can see my carrots.
These Elves slip in and do their magic. And although they have helped me for years, I have yet to sew them a little pair of red boots, and matching jackets to Thank them. Regretfully I cannot sew.
Therefore I give Thanks to my Elves.
Do you have Elves, and what great magic can they weave?
1 Comments:
Be careful about sewing new outfits for your elves, Crystal... as I recall, when they get their new clothes, they will happily scamper away, never to return.
And who would make your carrots grow then?
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