The Message

The Message No moon lit the midnight sky Sun would appear by and by Now I had to find my way A long road before me lay It was a fortnight ago During the terrible snow When a message came to me A message that I would see A message that made me think It was written in black ink The old paper was crinkled The envelope was wrinkled I tried to read the black print But I could not get a hint Who the devil it was from? Where in the world did it come? Then slowly it dawned on me A message from Sara Lee Was written on paper thin From the town of Coppertin I could see one word was quick And another word was sick Could it be that Sara Lee Really, really needed me? Hitching Dobin to the sleigh I got on my merry way Over hill and valley fast How many horses have we passed? On the road to Coppertin We passed by many an Inn Soon we need to stop and eat Before Sara Lee we meet I give Dobin hay to eat I have something wheat and sweet Hitched up Dobin. Now I know We've not much farther to go I see it now up ahead Hurry now. Make fast the sled Building large with larger sign Says 'Sara Lee'. Come and dine Sara Lee comes out to greet Nearly knocks me off my feet Asking if she sent for me "Of coarse," she said, "come to tea" The message was not a plea And she didn't call for me Dobin and I started home Of which we will never roam. Copyright © 2005 Lunaria (Lila May Guptill)