It sat in the corner Hidden from view An ordinary box Looking for a friend. It had straight lines Hard corners Metal staples And a bar code of nines. It came into the house Smuggled like rum of old Whispers announced it arrival Silence hid its presence. The boxes humble friend A roll of brightly coloured paper Both soon to be together One hiding the other When all sleepy ones were gone A single figure was seen Laughs memories and smiles A mother's heart warms The paper unrolled Scissors flashed Tape stuck The box into present born As the sun awoke Sending Santa rushing home Muffled voices were heard Tiny hearts beating in anticipation “Too early?” they debate It only comes once a year Do they care? Xmas comes with out fear Giggles, laughter, big eyes Xmas a time of fun fun fun Blankets thrown back “Quick wake up, Mum” Calls of “Mum, MUM” Her eyes now open Open with out seeing Her head still sleeping Little hands Pulling at her blanket Sleep fades Faces are seen The smell of sleep lingers Little hands, little kisses Tiny arms out stretched To hug so tight Two warm bundles Snuggling close to Mum Makes waking early on Christmas Worth more than gold What was in the box? Why do you ask? Two warm cuddly bundles Aren't enough for you? You unfeeling bastard.