UP THE BUNK BED LADDER
Up the bunk bed ladder, with a hop,
Little Susie met three angels at the top.
Such a surprise, almost in fright,
Susie dared not touch their golden light.
She asked about each, feeling brave,
And the angels their answers gave:
First, Faith said, “With this wintertide
comes Christmastide — we trust you believe,
criss and cross, good or bad tidings, morn to eve.”
Secondly, Hope said, “Anchor aspiration,
my sisters and I must insist,
not merely your dream or wish.”
Thirdly, Charity said, “Up,
down, catty-corner, across —
share us, your heart, and holiday house.”
Little Susie replied, “As I live,
I will do, I promise the three of you —
cross my heart, hope held high, I will give!”
And fly away the angels then did.
Down the bunk bed ladder, doing a sum,
Susie set one angel at the bottom.
Up with the Poinsettia, and grow,
Up with the Holly and Ivy;
Up with the Mistletoe,
Evergreen, all —