"How the Malamutes Saved Christmas"

A Christmas Poem by Linda Dowdy

 

Twas the night before Christmas

And all through the igloo,

Not a creature was stirring,

Not a bark, not a woo.

The Malamutes were tethered

And curled in the snow,

While above them the aurora

Shimmered and glowed.

When out on the pack ice

There arose such a clatter,

All sprang to their feet

To see what was the matter.

And what should they see

But a desperate St. Nicholas,

His reindeer were gone,

His sleigh stood motionless.

The presents were packed,

His list was complete,

What to do, what to do,

He had a schedule to meet.

All over the world

It was Christmas Eve,

And the children waited,

And the children believed,

That Santa would come

In this magical night,

Leaving presents for all,

That would please and delight.

The Malamutes shook

The snow from their coats,

Take us, they cried,

We're ready to go.

Down the picket line he went,

Calling each dog by name,

Come Balto, come Shag,

This night's not in vain.

Come Cubby, come Pip,

And Alberta too.

Come Penny, come Whisper,

And Miska, I need you.

Without further ado,

He went straight to work,

And soon they were harnessed,

And sounding berserk.

From his pack he withdrew

A small silver vial,

And sprinkling each dog,

He said with a smile,

This dust from the stars

And the Milky Way,

Will let you fly

And pull my sleigh.

The dogs were ready,

The time had come,

It was Christmas Eve,

The journey begun.

And I heard him say,

As they sprang to flight,

Merry Christmas to all,

And to all, a good night.

-December, 1996

A special word of Thanks to Linda Dowdy for granting permission to post this wonderful poem, and a message from Linda.  "Merry Christmas to all, and may the golden threads of peace, joy and love be woven throughout the tapestry of your life."

Also check out the Minnesota Malamute Club of which Linda is a member.

 

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