Munday on Monday: In morning light

Did Santa hit the eggnog? ’Cause he’s plastered on the lawn;

The snowman dreamt of sunny beach; he, too, is flat and wan;

A reindeer who in nighttime glowed, awaiting Santa’s reins,

Deflated, just a plastic mess upon the grass remains.

In dark of night, how proud they stood, in Christmassy command;

By day, they’re just inflatables who’ve lost their will to stand!

Don Munday

This story was originally published December 14, 2014 at 4:28 PM with the headline "Munday on Monday: In morning light."