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The Night Before Winter Show: A Phipps Story
Dec 24
2019

The Night Before Winter Show: A Phipps Story

By Jennifer Torrance, Science Education Coordinator

 

‘Twas the night before Winter Show and in the glasshouse

All the creatures were stirring, Chipmunk, Frog and Mouse.

They raced room to room to marvel with glee

At the lights draped to glow on each branch of each tree.
 

 

In a marvelous pond, several trees stood afloat

Each poinsettia decked in its bright-colored coat.

The snowflakes were shining, the ornaments fair

And in the play market sat Santa’s red chair.

 

 

From this chair Chipmunk saw, with the help of moonlight,

That the ornament birds all began to glow bright.

And then in a flutter, with the world fast asleep,

The birds came alive with a chirp, tweet and peep!

 

 

The animals all watched as they flew swiftly past

And soared high above, near the ceiling of glass.

All the creatures cavorted and frolicked and played,

And in the Palm Court, carousel horses neighed!

 

 

The animals romped until breaking of dawn

When Mouse turned to all and announced with a yawn,

“It’s time for creatures to go back in their beds

And for birds to nest and rest their colorful heads.

 

 

The show starts tonight, and they’ll need to be rested

To show off the splendor that our staff-folk invested.

Goodnight reindeer and owl, goodnight lights on each tree,

Goodnight trains, goodnight horses! You were lovely to see.”

 

 

The animals waved goodnight, filled with great cheer.

“Goodnight, Holiday Magic. We’ll see you next year!”

By the morning, the glasshouse was silent and calm

From the trees to the birds to the fronds on each palm.

 

 

Not a soul knew what happened the evening before

So they turned on the lights and they opened the door,

And people in masses came from near and from far

To admire each flower, each tree and each star,

 

 

Unaware of the glasshouse’s recent endeavor

Except for a child who was really quite clever.

This place holds more magic than anyone thinks,

She thought as she gave the reindeer a sly wink.

 

 

And the magic she saw lives inside of us all

From the young to the old, from the big to the small

If you feel in your heart and believe it is so

You’ll find Holiday Magic wherever you go.

 

 

Photos © Phil Johnson II and Paul g Wiegman