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T’was the night before Christmas, and all through the Zone,

All the characters were busy, not one was alone.

Cherry brandy had been left by the chimneys with care

In the hopes that Henry Corwin soon would be there.


Little Christie Streator lay asleep in her bed,

While Talky Tina sat watch over her sweet, precious head.

At the Busy Bee diner, open late all this week,

See Don and Pat Carter as they dance cheek to cheek.


The Kanamit Hall was preparing a feast:

Roast humans with stuffing — er, no, no! Roast beef!

The Venusians sang carols, spreading tidings of cheer,

While they made preparations for the invasion next year.

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Down at the airport, fresh off their flight,

Were Julia and Bob, who’d had a great fright.

I saw a man on the wing! No, I’m not insane!”

Excuse me,” said the gremlin, “I was fixing the plane.”

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When old Professor Fowler dozed off in his chair,

The ghosts of his students took very good care.

He taught loyalty and courage, they died without fear,

Ellis knew it by morning that he was held dear.

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Meanwhile on Maple Street, the neighbours were buzzing,

With these brand new generators — no muss and no fussing.”

With the Christmas lights shining, they stood in a row,

All singing loudly, “Let it snow! Let it snow!”

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In Willoughby Gart Williams is enjoying the view

Of the children making snowmen and snow angels too.

While in Homewood Martin Sloan is admiring his tree,

He smiles, reaches down, and rubs at his knee.

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Walter and Janet sat close for a while,

You’re beautiful, Janet,” he said with a smile.

I’ve never beheld one so perfect and bright

As your pretty face with no bandage in sight.”

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In the barrel the Mates were preparing the way

For a big Christmas party the following day.

Clown and Hobo tapped to Bagpiper’s tune,

As Major kissed Ballerina out under the moon.

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All over the Zone, this was the scene,

Peace, joy and love, red, gold and green.

When in the middle of town a sleigh jingled through,

Gregory West turned to Mary, “I heard that, did you?”

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Everyone rushed out to see who was there:

Alice grabbed Charley, “Hurry up, dear!”

Ellen and Scott who were cruising the park,

And Miss Keene and Margaret came out in the dark.

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Huddled in close, the characters looked round,

Wondering what treasures were soon to be found.

One whole year long they’d awaited this day,

Then they saw movement from inside the sleigh.

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A man stood up in his department store suit,

It was old Henry Corwin, and he gave a salute.

Looking round at the people while he scratched at his chin,

He opened his bag, throwing gifts with a grin:

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For Marsha a thimble! For Jesse a cue!

A trumpet for Joey! World’s Fair tickets for two!

A gold coin for Conny! A new grandma for Anne!

Staff of Truth for you, Jerome! To catch the Howling Man!”

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A new stuffed leopard for Ms. Powell, for Billy a phone,

And for young Sport and Jeb, the chance to go home.

A day at the carnival for Max and for Pip,

And,” — patting his head — “a new steak bone for Rip.”

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An upgrade for Alicia, for Luis some magic dust,

Contact lenses for Mr. Bemis, and spare glasses are a must.

I hope that all are happy with the gifts received today,

But time grows short, and I do regret, I must be on my way.”

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Henry Corwin looked down at the faces shining bright,

When he noticed Little Pedro, almost lost against the night.

Señor,” Pedro gently tugged on his sleeve,

Please don’t go yet. You can’t take your leave.”

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Corwin knelt down and looked at the boy,

What would you like, son? A book? Or a toy?”

But Pedro’s desire was far less self-serving,

A wish for a person who was much more deserving.

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We give gifts to show kindness to those that we love,

But what of the One who came from above?

Christmas is His birthday, but so many forget

The gift that HE gave, when He paid our debt.”

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So what I would like is for us to remember

The reason we smile and give gifts in December.

My heart’s desire is for people to say,

Thank you, Lord Jesus, for this blessed day.”

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With a tear on his cheek and a lump in his throat,

Corwin hugged Pedro, then smoothed out his coat.

What a wonderful wish, my dear little lad.

To give you this gift, I’ll be much more than glad.”

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Smiling his brightest, off Pedro ran,

Joining Charles Whitley to play kick the can.

And down the back alley Corwin’s sleigh disappeared

In the blink of his eye and a twist of his beard.

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With new gifts in hand, all cleared the square,

Faces bright and happy, hearts full of prayer.

But still two remained now, looking rather humble,

Reflecting on tonight, not a thought in them to grumble.

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As the street became silent, as daylight drew nigh,

Dundee turned to Flaherty with a smile and a sigh.

And his words they rang true as he took in the sight,

Thank God for miracles on this meek Christmas night.”

~ Wendy Brydge, 2013

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“A word to the wise, to all the children of the twentieth century, whether their concern be pediatrics or geriatrics, whether they crawl on hands and knees and wear diapers, or walk with a cane and comb their beards. There’s a wondrous magic to Christmas, and there’s a special power reserved for little people. In short, there’s nothing mightier than the meek.

Seeker of Truth - Wendy Brydge - Santa Serling - Dec. 2013

And a Merry Christmas, to each and all.”

~ Rod Serling, “The Night of the Meek”, original un-cut end narration, 1960