Editor's Note: Each year, editor Phyllis Meras creates a Christmas poem for the Vineyard.
’Twas Christmastime and good St. Nick
Was coming to our bailiwick
From the North Pole region with his deer
Who love the Vineyard — that’s quite clear
St. Nicholas’s deer take great delight
In browsing — they’re a pretty sight
In fields and woods while Santa works,
Delivering gifts and special perks.
This year, he thought that he should land
At the blinker light with his deer band
For browsing’s good
In the neighborhood