Nostalgia

To All A Good Night: Remembering a Universal Poem

A father settles into bed, his children already snug and asleep, dreaming of dancing sugar plums. Just as he and his wife get under the covers, he hears a noise, runs to the window, and opens the shutters. Startle turns to delight when he spots a miniature sleigh led by eight reindeer, its driver a lively, little old man. Surely, he wonders aloud, now convinced he knows the whistling charioteer, “he must be St. Nick.”