a very tiny spider

A very tiny spider pranced around atop my head.
It shimmied down my earlobe, and then dangled from a thread.
It scurried down my shoulder, and then scuttled down my arm,
While I watched with much amusement, since it clearly meant no harm.

Oh, where do spiders wander when they walk across the floor?
Do they have a spider family waiting just outside the door?
I hope its web is warm and soft when the day comes to an end.
Farewell, good bye, and bon voyage, my very tiny friend.

the candy canes all love to dance

The candy canes all love to dance

Beneath the Christmas tree

With snowmen, elves, and reindeer, too

They sing a song for me


And as for you, they’ll sing one, too

You only have to say,

"Oh, candy canes, please sing a song

For me this Christmas day."