Friday, December 26, 2025

“Holiday Surprise”


 


c. 2025 Rod Ice

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(12-25)

 

Somebody led a caravan up my street

Hey, what a surprise

They came bearing gifts of holiday treats

What a surprise

I did not expect to see

Anyone crossing, so gallantly

But here they came like a winter breeze

What a surprise

 

Somebody had the courage to check

Hey, what a surprise

On this old bag ‘o bones, a physical wreck

What a surprise

I sat there puzzled and unsure of myself

But these visitors had stories to tell

Of Christmas cheer and Santa’s elves

What a surprise

 

Somebody came to get in touch

Hey, what a surprise

I was bundled up in flannel and such

What a surprise

A frosty day that had me gloved and capped

Thinking St. Nick had missed my spot on the map

But at the door there was a gentle rap

What a surprise

 

Somebody came in a chorus of chance

Hey, what a surprise

Me sitting here in my pajama pants

What a surprise

They started talking and I wanted to run

My mood was something to overcome

Not used to being a favorite son

What a surprise

 

Somebody seemed to know that I was awake

Hey, what a surprise

They brought candies and a slab of fruitcake

What a surprise

A dinner plate for my holiday reprieve

And conversation, long into the eve

Festive chatter that I could not believe

What a surprise

 

Somebody rightly had their trip arranged

Hey, what a surprise

To warm the holder of a heart, unchanged

What a surprise

Across the yards, buried in white

Lingering in the glow of Yuletide delight

It took a moment to get my head right

What a surprise

 

Somebody offered eggnog, spicy and thick

Hey, what a surprise

As the cuckoo clock continued to tick

What a surprise

Then it was time to continue this dare

To greet others who were also unaware

After they left, I sat in my chair

Saying, “What a surprise!”

 

Somebody might have thought this was a gleam

Hey, what a surprise

A vision vaulted from a literary scheme

What a surprise

But I can promise the encounter was cool

Not a fantasy, composed by an old fool

I prospered, as a keeper of the golden rule

What a surprise

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