|Posted by Rhonda S. Edwards on June 28, 2013 at 6:50 PM||comments (0)|
I am ready to get started with my next book in my Carolina Cousins Mystery series. My characters are going to find themselves working with faeries from the Francis Beidler Forest which is near Harleyville, SC. Keep up with my blog at: http://rhondasedwards.wordpress.com/.
|Posted by Rhonda S. Edwards on June 19, 2013 at 6:55 PM||comments (1)|
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|Posted by Rhonda S. Edwards on December 24, 2012 at 6:50 PM||comments (0)|
Twas the night before Christmas, when all through Charleston
Not a Sandlapper was stirring, all shopping was done.
The stockings were hung near every Christmas tree,
In hopes that Santa Claus would address every plea.
The children had said their prayers and now were in bed,
And visions of a southern Christmas danced in their heads.
Mom and Dad had just settled down for a winter night’s sleep,
When out on the lawn there arose such a commotion
That Dad sprang from the bed looking out the window toward the ocean.
The moon’s reflection off the well manicured grass
Gave the impression of Charleston’s harbor water smooth as glass.
When what to Dad’s curious eyes should appear
But a tiny sleigh, and eight flying reindeer.
With its small elder driver, dressed with no flaws,
He knew in an instant it must be Santa Claus.
Faster than seagulls racing a wave, the reindeer flew
And Santa whistled and shouted and guided them through
“Now Dasher! Now, Dancer! Now, Prancer and Vixen!
On, Comet and Cupid! Come Donder and Blitzen!
To the top of the Arthur Ravenel bridge ! Over the mast of the Yorktown !
Now dash away, dash away, dash away and don’t let me down!
As palm trees that during Hurricane Hugo did bend,
When they meet with an obstacle mount and extend,
So up on the housetop the eight reindeer paused,
With a sleigh full of toys, and old Santa Claus.
And then as Dad listened, he heard on the roof,
The prancing and pawing of each tiny hoof;
As he drew in his head, and reentered the gloom,
Down the chimney Santa came with very little elbow room.
He was dressed in red fur, from his head to his foot,
And his face was all garnished with ashes and soot.
A stack of toys overflowed from his sack,
And he looked like a peddler as he opened that pack.
His eyes created wrinkles on the sides of his face!
His cheeks were like cherries with dimples in place!
His white teeth were visible because of his smile,
And the beard on his chin hung down almost a mile.
The stump of his pipe was held tight in those teeth,
But no smoke came from it for this was the house of an athlete;
He had a wide face and a bit of a belly,
That trembled when he moved, just like dear Aunt Nellie’s.
He was pleasantly plump, a merry old elf,
And Dad laughed when he saw him, he could not help himself.
A wink from his eye and a nod of his covered head,
Were clues he gave Dad that there was nothing to dread;
Santa spoke not a word, but set about his work,
As he filled everyone’s stockings, then turned with a jerk;
After putting more presents underneath the Christmas tree,
He lay his finger aside his nose and bent his left knee.
With a slight jump he ascended the chimney instead of using the door,
Sprang to his sleigh and with his team was aloft back toward the seashore.
As they flew into the night, Dad could hear him exclaim,
“Merry Christmas to all!” for such was his fame.
|Posted by Rhonda S. Edwards on July 27, 2012 at 10:25 PM||comments (0)|
Wonderful day with the Geiger's at Teachers' Heaven!
|Posted by Rhonda S. Edwards on May 11, 2012 at 4:50 PM||comments (0)|
Award-winning Adora the Albino Alligator
Choose from several formats!
|Posted by Rhonda S. Edwards on April 28, 2012 at 5:10 PM||comments (0)|
Great fun, music, and lots of sunshine at the Bunnies and Bluegrass Festival on Wadamawlaw Island at the Irvin-House Vineyard.
|Posted by Rhonda S. Edwards on March 29, 2012 at 6:20 PM||comments (0)|
Make plans for the family! I will be signing books!
|Posted by Rhonda S. Edwards on February 18, 2012 at 1:20 PM||comments (0)|
Calling Teachers! If you are not familiar with www.teacherspayteachers.com visit today. While checking things out, put in my name and download my free teaching resources for the award winning, Adora the Albino alligator. The only cost to you is in the purchasing of my book which runs from $4.99 and below according to the website you are viewing. As always, I look forward to feedback and will blog with students online.