By Sarah John Afana
Twas the night before Christmas
When Adam and spouse
Were packed and ready
To exit the house.
The luggage was stacked by the curb with flare
In hopes that their driver
Soon would be there.
The children were dressed
In their best Christmas threads
While visions of sandcastles
Flashed in their heads.
And dad in his favorite
Mets’ baseball cap
Was dreaming of missing
That dreaded sand trap.
When up drove the car
Puffing of smoke and making a ‘clatter
The family they jumped
To avoid the slush splatter.
Out leaped the driver
With a loud banging clash.
As they heard a big splash.
He reached for the bags
In a slow awkward show
Hoping that Dad would
Help with the stow.
The family they looked
At each other with fear
Needing a new ride for themselves
And their gear.
Dad had his phone out
With a quick wrist flick.
They knew in a moment
He’d complete a slick trick.
He dialed his agent.
He knew her by name.
She’d always been helpful.
She’s a travel savvy dame.
He knew the instant.
He hung up the call.
She’d take care of the details
No matter how small.
They and their luggage
Would arrive quick and dry
To the plane that would fly them
High in the sky.
The driver, he stood there
Catching a clue
And squealed away angry
Since his job here was through.
They heard a light jingle,
Looked over the streets.
Could that be Kris Kringle?
It was a red sleigh
Weaving through trees
Swooped toward their house
Gliding with ease.
The white beard, the red coat
And red velvet sack
The reindeer, their hoofs
Tapping click clack.
The family they saw
It was truly St. Nick.
No impostor would do.
This was no silly gimmick.
He winked with a twinkle
And said that he heard
Their trip had a wrinkle.
The agent they called
Had set it in motion.
They had grand plans
For fun at the ocean.
St. Nick waved his arm
And invited them on.
In moments the family
Soon would be gone.
He gave a quick whistle
And yank of the reigns
The neighbors they looked
Through glossed window panes.
The family they flew
With St Nick in his sleigh
To enjoy their sunny
Beach holiday.
As he drove out of sight,
“Happy Christmas to all
And to all a goodnight!”
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Thank you for the lovely and different card that brought a smile.
Merry Christams and a happy 2016
vera
Hi, Vera!
We’re glad we could bring a smile to your face, and thank you for working with GOGO Vacations!
All the best in 2016 and beyond!
Susie
This was great! Thanks for making me smile
Thanks, Danette! We’re glad you enjoyed it! 🙂
Thanks for the poem. Very cute and it just goes to show that travel agents can do anything which we already knew.
I loved the idea of St. Nick picking me up but for the rest it is very true and this is for all the people that believe that they do not need a travel agent.
I recently had a honeymoon couple in Tahiti and they were going to Hawaii afterward for a few days. The wife developed a terrible ear ache and she called me home to see if I can help locate a doctor when she arrived on Maui which of course I did and was happy to help out so that the rest of her vacation would not be ruined. This is one of many cases over the years.
happy new year to all.
sue