Twas The Night Before Christmas!

Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house

There was a bang and a crash, and even a flash.

The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,

Now wobbled and shook wondering who might be there.

The children awoke from all snug in their beds,

With visions of St Nick that danced in their heads.

The commotion awoke mamma and I

Who had just settled down for our Christmas Nap nearby.

When down in the living room there arose such a clatter,

I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.

We rushed to the stairs in panic and fright

Tore open the door and turned on the light.

Children hearts pounding arrived startled so soon,

As a spectre flew quietly from fire place into the room,

Afraid and alarmed children ran up the stairs

Alarmed something horrible might give them nightmares.

With the dust settling, we peered through the door,

As a young tawny owl fell down to the floor.

His head twisted round, as he shook and shuddered,

All a daze and confused his fate he did wondered.

At this late hour our worries would be,

Who could we contact to set this owl free.

We scratched our heads, till suggested our nephew,

How about we call East Sussex Wildlife Rescue.

Now Kathy!, Now Keith! Now Karen and Katie!

On Ellie! On Julie! On, Trevor and Kristy!

To the ambulance they sprang down the road they did drive,

Now dash away! Dash away! The owl must survive.

On arrival the room was still, oh how the mice found a shadow,

They searched for the owl, which they found high up on the piano.

From each side rescuers slowly approached with their nets,

The owl quickly caught to avoid further threats.

Covered in soot, the dusty creature checked over,

Healthy and fit just in need of composure.

Outside the owl was carried with care, you must agree

In the moon light and clear sky the owl was set free.

Up onto the roof top the owls tail did flick

As we noticed a silent figure, watching, its St Nick!

A bundle of Toys he had flung on his back,

And he looked like a peddler, just opening his pack.

He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,

And filled all the stockings, then turned with a jerk.

And laying his finger aside of his nose,

And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose!

He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a howl

And away they all flew including the owl.

But I heard him exclaim, as he drove out of sight,

"Happy Christmas to WRAS, and to all a good-night!"

Please help support East Sussex Wildlife Rescue who will be on call all through Christmas and New Year to help wildlife casualties in need. Your donation however small, will make a big difference!

Reg Charity 1108880

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