Twas the night before Christmas and all through the barn

The stall doors were decorated with green and red yarn.

The horses were ready, with harness and bit

The barn doors swung open, the light dimly lit.

When out of the sky over Arizona rode,

Eight weary reindeers, pulling the load.

In the middle of night, they landed their sleigh,

While Santa got out to get them some hay.

Suddenly two ordinary horses would bravely ask,

That they be allowed this one special task.

So reindeers could rest, these horses would try

To pull Santa’s sleigh through the dark, winter sky.

So Santa agreed, with a nod of his head

And tired reindeers could then go to bed.

Then with a surprise, from heaven they flew,

Two spirit horses, to help the new crew.

Baxter and Pegasus, with wings white as snow,

Stood leading the sleigh, ready to go.

With a flick of the reigns and a wink of the eye

Santa and four horses rose in the sky.

Over the land, bringing gifts, spreading the joy

They touched down at dawn, to leave one last toy.

the best gift of all,

That their dreams will come true,

Every one . . . . . large and small.

Merry Christmas!

Judy Bluhm’s horse, Pegasus, recently passed away. Judy Bluhm is a writer and a local realtor. Have a story or a comment? Email Judy at [email protected].