Christmas Thoughts

At aht past five, or ther abaht,
One early Christmas morn,
Ah ed ter go an look at t'beast
Ter see if t'calf wer born.

Arahnd mi legs mi sheep dog come
An t'storm lamps' glow were breet
Through t'dark stockyard ah med mi way,
It'd been a frosty neet.

Ah put t'lamp dahn, an drew back t'bolts
Then entered t'misstle low
T'owd cat loped off on t'beams ower 'ed
An t'cows did nowt but chow.

Ah looked to see that t'cow were reet
An noan tekin any harm
An t'other beasts lingered fast asleep
An t'place were nice an warm.

Mi thowts went back ter Christmas time
When t'little bairn first cried
In such a mistle far away
We're t'couple ad ter bide.

Ah opened t'door an stood in t'yard
Mi heart sang Carols - reet.
Ah looked at t'clear starry sky ower head
An thowt - bi gum - I've captured Christmas Neet.