'Twas the day before Christmas, and all through the blog,
Not a post for a while, I've had nothing to log.
"Archive" header was posted on the sidebar with care,
In hopes that some content, soon would be there.
The bloggers were nestled, some sitting, some in beds,
While cinders of writer's block, danced in their heads.
My wife on the couch and I in my baseball cap,
Making sure not to type loudly, avoiding a slap.
When, then in my brain, there arose such a clatter,
I gasped so loudly, my wife asked what was the matter.
To typing, I went regardless of noise,
My wife shook her head, muttering "Boys will be boys."
Inspiration had struck, this much I knew,
My fingers a blur as over the keyboard they flew.
"On Lefty, on Righty, on thumbs to space bar",
The keys tapping faster than pistons on a race car.
The words started flowing, the sentences formed,
My synapses fired, my neurons they stormed.
A story began, about a man and a sleigh,
About a special time of year, it was called Christmas day.
This jolly old elf, was the hero for sure,
It seemed crime was the disease, and he was the cure.
A vigilante Santa and his army of elves,
Sounded......too far-fetched to me, in spite of myself.
I let out a sigh, hit 'select all', then 'delete'
Such a cool idea for a story, suddenly wasn't so neat.
It was back to the drawing board, for the rest of the night,
Merry Christmas to all, from the blog, Left and Write!
I'd like to wish you all a very safe and joyous holiday season.