It happened at sunrise on Christmas morn,
The children were sleeping
At first, quite soundly.
Then there came the sound of feet
Running down stairs,
Or was it up?
I was sleeping soundly,
And so only heard it distantly.
Not soundly enough, though,
As I heard a shout.
“I told you kids not to open ALL the presents!
Just the ones with your names on them!”
Breathing In 