The Lineman's Christmas Eve (12/31/09)

'Twas the night before Christmas
And all through the house,
Not a creature was stirring
‘Cause the power was out.

How could this happen?
What trouble could be?
The house is all dark,
Even the lights on the tree.

The lineman's asleep
All cozy and warm,
His power apparently
Was spared by the storm.

Deep into slumber
But soon to awake,
'Cause a tree on the line
has caused it to break.

The calls swamp the office.
Get them here quickly,
‘cause I carry clout."

The dispatcher calls
And with a hint of despair,
He informs the lineman
The need repair.

In three or four hours
The trouble is found.
You see, the road didn't pass
Where the tree' went down.

After walking through snow
And fighting the storm,
The line is now clear
And the power is on.

And now it's the morning
The kids shout with glee,
And their eyes shine as bright
As the lights on the tree.

The lineman goes home now
As tired as can be.
The storm just ignored
It was his Christmas Eve.

He's not asking for praise
Or for you to applaud,
‘Cause according to him
It's just part of the job.

But please just remember
As you pick up the horn
And you call to the office
He may be out in the storm.