The Day Before Christmas at the Food Bank

A little Elf penned this adaptation of Clement Clarke Moore’s famous holiday poem. We hope you enjoy OUR version!

The Day Before Christmas at the Hays County Food Bank

‘Twas the day before Christmas when all through the place,
The shelves were stocked in every small space,
Boxes of cans stacked by aisles with great care,
In hopes that the helpers soon would be there.

The team was ready for what was ahead,
While visions of chaos danced through their heads,
And the Director in his orange shirt, and the team in theirs too,
Had just taken a break at 11:42.

When out on the street there arose such a clatter,
They hurried through the pantry, to see what was the matter.

Away to the window they flew like a flash,
Knocking over boxes, which fell with a crash.

The sun on Herndon was dazzling and bright,
Casting an eerie orange glow on the vans in our sight,

When what to the team, their eyes should appear,
A big red sleigh pulled by eight prancing reindeer,
With a jolly plump driver, moving so quick
They knew in a moment, it must be St. Nick

More rapid than racers, the board members came,
The Director knew them all by first name:

Hi Kirk, and  Hi Rob, Hello to you Jane,
Hi Ted, Hi Dale, the Director exclaimed.

Come in, Come in, through the front door,
I count only five, will there be more?

And then in a twinkling there was heard from the door,
Green beans, tomatoes, fruit and much more,
Being stocked on the shelves with speed and great care
By team members and board members and volunteers everywhere.

And there was St. Nick all dressed in bright red,
Black boots, and black belt and a cap on his head,

With a whole lot of food he had thrown in his sleigh,
To take to poor kids, whose folks couldn’t pay.

Everyone’s eyes turned misty and red,
As thoughts of poor kids swam in their head.

Now Heather and Becky, Now Pat and now Kate,
Albert and Al, Susie and James,
The team was all there and not a minute too late,

They spoke not a word, and with smiles on their faces,
filled Santa’s sleigh with bags and small cases,
Vegetables and fruits and meats of all kinds,
And yummy little sweets, leaving nothing behind..

And giving a nod, Santa sprang to his sleigh,
When up in the air, they heard him to say,
It’s people like you, who prove it’s still true,
That the Spirit of Christmas is behind these small doors,
Where there’s compassion and giving and so much more!

Merry Christmas, everyone!

Special thanks to our volunteers and donors for another wonderful year! We could not do it without you!

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