12/25/2025
The Night Before Christmas- CHRN Style
Twas the night before Christmas,
And all through the stable,
Not a creature was stirring,
Just like that old fable.
The buckets were hung,
The halters were too.
For Kristine cleaned the stalls,
Till they looked new.
Ponies and horses were all bedded down,
Through the night's bitter cold,
Waiting for morning to come round.
Me in my night shirt
Pete in his... um... nevermind
Were finally sleeping
(Though my back really hurt)
When out in the pasture
We heard a loud crash
Louder than Tigger,
demanding his mash.
I ran outside as fast as I could,
Pulling on boots and my carhartt hood.
I went through the gate
And what did I see,
But old Saint Nick
Headed right for me.
I smiled and waved
He laughed and chuckled,
Then sat down his bag
Unlatching the buckle.
With a soft voice he said,
"I've brought this for you,
To give gifts to the horses,
It's something someone must do.
Snacks and treats,
Cookies and toys
Apples for the girls
Carrots for the boys...
These horses need to know
That there's love out there
That someone needs them,
That we all really care.
I'm short on time,
But I've got this to say,
I couldn't forget them
There's just no way.
They've been forgotten,
Too often it seems.
But in their eyes you see
Hope and light still beams.
So give them a pat,
Or a scratch if they need,
And this special note
Be sure to read."
I took the bag,
The food, the note
And tears filled my eyes,
When I read what he wrote.
-To each critter
Finding themselves sad,
Homeless on Christmas,
No you've not been bad!
There's a person out there,
For each of you.
It's just that those who can help,
Are truly too few.
But here you're safe,
And that way you'll stay.
Until you find your homes
Every sorrel, every bay.
Full tummies and love,
You'll never lack.
Tonight Christmas treats
From Santa's own sack.
So keep your heads up,
Don't give up heart.
Each one of you
Is God's work of art.-
I made the rounds
In the cold night air.
Passing out pats,
Even loving on that one witchy mare.
To that special letter,
They listened to every word
Every ear perked,
I told the whole herd.
Once I finished,
And handed out treats
We heard once again,
Tiny hoof beats.
Looking above,
Everyone could see
Santa was smiling
And happy as could be.
I heard him holler
As he as he flew out of sight,
Bless their protectors,
On this Christmas night!