Calvin and Hobbes - ‘Christmas Eve’
I’m having a great Christmas day so far. But for those readers who are on US time, you’re still a few hours away from Christmas day. So to ring in Christmas, I’m going to post this Christmas Eve poem from Calvin and Hobbes. I post it every year and every year I find it so good to read.
Christmas Eve by Bill Watterson
On window panes, the icy frost
Leaves feathered patterns, crissed & crossed,
But in our house the Christmas tree
is decorated festively
With tiny dots of colored light
That cozy up this Winter night.
Christmas songs, familiar slow,
Play softly on the radio.
Pops and hisses from the fire
Whistle with the bells and choir.
My tiger is now fast asleep
On his back and dreaming deep.
When the fire makes him hot,
he turns to warm whatever’s not.
Propped against him on the rug,
I give my friend a gentle hug.
Tomorrow’s what I’m waiting for,
But I can wait a little more.
Click inside to see the entire Christmas Eve poem artwork.
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