'Twas the week before Christmas
And here comes my muse
With stories of Dixie
She's sure will amuse.
Flexing fingers over worn keys,
I say with a smile:
"This looks good; let's get started.
"It's sure been a while."
"You have fun, I'll be back soon,"
Says the muse in my ear.
"I've got tickets to Tahoe,
"Until the new year."
With the muse off on her skis
(And dogs on a nap),
I dust off all my brain cells
And follow her map...
Hopefully I'll be able to read her hieroglyphics and get some of these stories out before next Christmas.