Susanna Leonard Hill’s The Twelve Days of Christmas! Contest lured me in. How hard could it be? The challenge turned out to be a laborious climb up a steep and snowy mountain. But I managed to ponder, push forward, and play my way through, and came up with The Twelve Daves of December. I hope you enjoy my story, and long to be a Dave . . . having fun with friends, truly living life.
Live life. Be a Dave.
THE TWELVE DAVES OF DECEMBER
Twelve little Daves gather for fun on the twelfth day of the twelfth month.
12 little Daves clip clop about, catching snowflakes on the end of their snouts.
11 little Daves squeal peal downhill, sledding hog wild for a wintry thrill.
10 little Daves swish sway a slope, skiing over bumps like antelope.
9 little Daves pack stack the snow, forming mighty forts, tough as buffalo.
8 little Daves duck chuck snowballs, whizzing frozen spheres up and over fort walls.
7 little Daves knick knock on doors, singing off key about snowflakes galore.
6 little Daves pit pat snowpigs, adding coal eyes and multi-colored wigs.
5 little Daves hip hop along, hoofing nature’s trail full of beauty and song.
4 little Daves sip slurp cocoa, warming up from inside out, and head to toe.
3 little Daves splish splash the scene, scooping up, and munching on snow cone cuisine.
2 little Daves stride glide a pond, skating and falling right into a yawn.
1 little Dave chill frills alone, strutting back home with a secret all his own.
I enjoy being a Dave . . .
but I’m really a Jerome!