Stormi EveLake County News-Chronicle's own Christmas bard offers his latest holiday poem.
By: Larry Sandretsky, Sr. , Lake County News Chronicle
Tell you all a Christmas story
Goin’ back a couple years
Buckin’ snow and goin’ slow
Usin’ lower gears.
Ahead I saw the truckstop lights
Thought, I’d better fill ‘er up
Maybe grab some Twinkies
An’ fill my coffee cup.
Went in to pay, the old man said
“Hope no one’s waitin’ on that load
‘Cause yonder, see those flashin’ lights?
State just closed down the road.
Good news is, your supper’s free
An’ we’ll keep loadin’ that buffet
Guess we better keep some leftovers
In case we’re still here Christmas Day.”
I said, “Well I can live with that
Kinda feels like home to me
A fireplace that really works
An’ a good old fashioned Christmas tree.”
Young couple had a newborn
The mom was tryin’ to be discreet
“Office has a fold out couch,”
The waitress said, “I’ll find a sheet.”
Two hippies went n’ got their packs
An’ curled up on the floor
I just laid down in a booth
Like I’d done a time or two before.
The soldier hugged his duffle bag
With a dream that made him grin
Waitress shook her head an’ whispered
“No room at the inn.”
Then brought us all a blanket
Where she found them, I don’t know
Reminding me of someone else
Mom… I miss you so.
Woke up kinda lost
‘Til I saw the fireplace
Thought I heard a “Shh…”
Then in the glow I saw his face.
Well, he wasn’t in no Santa suit
Just an ol’ red faded flannel
He whispered would I help unload
His vintage red Ford panel.
Maybe he was just a helper
Takin’ care of stranded folks
But the nametags were all signed from Santa
With long and flowing strokes.
Yet somehow… still I wonder,
How’d he know everybody’s name?
We all had our own present
By the tree when mornin’ came.
There was even one for the baby
He had magic up his sleeve
She was christened on that very night
They call her Stormi Eve*.
Well that’s my story, short n’ sweet
You can take it home or leave it lay
But I hope it finds you warm an’ snug
With folks ya love on Christmas Day.