’twas the night before Christmas…

Image credit: Torsten Blackwood

Image credit: Torsten Blackwood

It was the night before Christmas and all through the house

not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse

The stockings were hung by the chimney with care

in the hope that St Nicholas soon would be there

In my office I made one final, last check

before I relinquished control, with ‘O heck’

Then out there in space there arose such a clatter

as molecules moved to make room for more matter

My IP address in one hand, I held it quite steady

my URL in the other, it was quite ready

The dark of the night giving way to the first light

providing the tone for this sight of all sights

And what to my wondering eyes did appear

but my homepage on my computer just near!

The excitement of seeing it live took hold

and I became momentarily, temporarily bold

Then came the questions ‘Is my message quite clear?’

‘Is this when I think ‘What’ve I been doing all year?’

‘Is my website really as unique as I’d said?’

‘Does it really contribute to people being well read?’

‘Will people who come to sort out their concerns

realise the importance of taking their turns?’

‘What more could I do; what more could I edit

so that this website would be of more credit?’

Then I realised time, polls and stats will tell

of the text and the images on which I did dwell

So I posted a post saying

‘hey you…’

‘have a look at HDR dot net dot

A U’