Twas the night before Christmas, in Tutty’s Port Town.
Shoppers gathered in droves to finish their rounds.
The snow on the ground gave a background sublime,
as Millie and company worked over time.
Millie dressed like an elf, helped all her customers with glee.
As her well thought out presents would surround many trees.
Diao worked the front register, a Raven no more
Muttering “Merry Christmas,” “Happy Holidays, Mon,” instead of “Nevermore.”
There was only one thing missing, something Millie hoped to find,
A Santa giving out cider tea and cookies would make The Black Orb one of a kind.
Annabelle as Mrs. Santa added a nice touch, but the kids wanted Santa,
Was that asking too much?
Millie never showed worry, she was too busy for that,
but each child’s request made her heart light go flat.
“We need to find a Santa,” she whispered to her Mother.
Annabelle shrugged it off. “Why, they’ll have to accept another.”
Mrs. Santa settled in a comfy tea chair.
Arranged her red dress and tidied her hair.
“Tell Mrs. Santa what you want to receive.
I will make sure Santa knows to put it on the sleigh before he leaves.
So please don’t be shy, you have Mrs. Santa’s ear.
You’ve everything to gain and nothing to fear.”
Diao let out a laugh and continued to rap,
“Ah, Mil! Annabelle sure had Mrs. Santa down pat.”
Millie rolled her eyes as she helped wrap a gift
when suddenly a crash on the roof made the room shift.
The ornament made a loud crash as it plunged to the floor
and most everyone inside ran straight to the door.
“Please, oh please don’t let the roof be destroyed!”
Millie cried as she stood on the sidewalk with her eyes to the sky.
Diao and Annabelle joined her to survey the crash site.
“I don’t see Gar or the others. Something’s just not quite right!”
The children began crying, half the town was in tears
When she heard “Ho Ho Ho” coming up from the rear.
“What the heck?” exclaimed Annabelle, as she swiveled around.
It was Santa, his elves, and the sleigh touching ground.
But Santa was Gar and the deer had wings
but only Millie, Diao and Annabelle could tell, and it made their hearts sing.
The gargoyle was a shifter and Drac his reindeer.
His elves were other gargoyles that sat with him all year.
“Merry Christmas, all gathered here at The Black Orb!
I’m sorry I was tardy but let’s go through the door.
For presents are waiting for all who attend.
Come in one and all.
Tutty’s Port blessed friends.”
Gar winked at the staff,
but to Millie, a smile.
Her heart burst with love for his Santa Claus style.
At the Black Orb the Christmas joy did abound.
For the love found in Tutty’s Port showered all those around.
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Sue Cook lives in Freeport, Illinois with her husband Randy and two dogs. Her passions include assistance dogs, rescue dogs, music, acting, theater, poetry, and Doctor Who. She’s been in both film and theater and is a regular cast member of the podcast Doctor Who’s Line is it….Anyway? Sue is an advocate for the use of Service Dogs to assist their disabled handlers to maintain their independence. Quigley’s Quest, her first children’s book, addresses how a dog becomes a Service Dog.