Jack’s Display

.      Jack’s Display

Old man Jack had a knack
For displaying Christmas lights
Evey year, he would cheer
“Time to hang the holiday brights.”

He was excited, a bit delighted
To decorate the front yard
Up a tree, around the chimney
For Jack, it wasn’t that hard.

Lined in rows, wrapped in bows
And some were hung on a hook
Sounds of awe, at what they saw
When neighbors stopped to look.

He made an Elf sitting on a shelf
And Santa flying in a sleigh
There was a star, a rusty car
And some reindeers eating hay.

Shapes and sizes, a few surprises
Jack couldn’t wait to flip the switch
There was no spark, it remained dark
A bulb must be causing the glitch.

One by one, until he was done
Jack check which light was out
He was sure, he checked them before
But the darkness made him have doubt.

Caused by a bug or maybe the plug
Jack’s patience was wearing thin
He realized after, with much laughter
The lights were never plugged in.

Now so bright, he lights the night
In celebration of Christmas day
A spectacular view for me and you
From the lights in Jack’s display .

​Written by Catherine Mellen