Thanks to the Brunswick Beacon and Laura Lewis for this Holiday Poem
“Twas the week before Christmas, and all through Brunswick County, the people were wishing for a bounteous bounty.
Not necessarily in material goods, just peace and so forth, and maybe a little snow, unless they moved here from Up North.
The yuletide trees were nearly sold out at the Seaside United Methodist lot, and folks shopped at Callahan’s until they nearly dropped.
The stores were full, and their shelves were cleaned, of every holiday goody and everything in between;
For every man, woman, and child, it was a time of great clarity, and more than a little spirit of charity.
All through the Brunswick Isles, at many a beach house, locals had the place to themselves, it was quiet as a mouse;
Even down at Sunset Beach, things were calm and bright, the old bridge was barely turning, in the dark of night; (Bye Bye to the “old bridge.”)
But as nightfall descended, and the residents tiptoed in, switches were flipped. All along and off US 17, it was a sight to behold, the prettiest lights ever seen, plus a big Santa snow globe.
Coastal Stadium was showing a holiday movie or two, and folks gathered in line, to decide which one to view;
Every town, even Calabash, had a lighted tree to see; it was a time for “Jingle Bells,” “Silent Night,” and “We Kings Three.”
For a while, at least, differing sides saw reason, to set politics aside, and celebrate the season;
When St. Nick visits the Coast, at our towns by the bay, he may travel by boat instead of a sleigh;
There’ll be more sand, we expect, than you’ll see of snow, but in Brunswick County, it’s still a pretty show.
MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL AND TO ALL A GOOD NIGHT FROM BRUNSWICK PLANTATION AND GOLF RESORT