‘Twas the night before Christmas throughout Pueblo County,
All the businesses hoping for a great New Year bounty.
Solar panels were hung on the roof with great care,
In hopes that St. Nick wouldn’t land the sleigh there.
REOCA’s board of directors all snug in their beds,
While visions of micro grids danced in their heads.
Sixteen candidates for mayor, now just two on tap.
Who has the time for a long winter’s nap?
When out on Abriendo, there arose such a clatter,
All the residents flocked there to see what’s the matter.
Away to Rawlings library, they flew like a flash,
Tore open the doors and made a big dash.
The moon on the breast of the new fallen snow,
Gave the luster of sunlight to the objects below.
When what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But two mayoral candidates having a beer!
They discussed which issues are important to take,
Agreeing that climate change is not at all fake.
More rapid than eagles Sierra Club volunteers came;
100 percent renewable energy for all is their claim!
With solar, with wind, with hydro, they’re smitten!
In the Paris climate accord, it is all written.
To the top of the library, on top of the wall,
Where so many solar panels are neatly installed.
So happy to see it, this volunteer crew,
Solar power for everyone, not just a few!
And then in a twinkling, Roz heard at the door
Scores of residents begging for more.
As she drew in her hand, and was turning around,
Solar installers everywhere, work did abound.
Santa arrived, all covered in soot,
Asking about the solar panels’ output.
A bundle of toys were flung on his back,
Two megawatts needed to keep him on track.
His eyes how they twinkled, his dimples how merry,
A coffee at Solar Roast; he was not in a hurry.
Thinking a lot about where he should go,
Deciding on Pueblo, a town in the know.
He knew Mrs. Claus might give him some grief,
But in the end she would squeal with relief.
“All the sun in Pueblo will save us some money,
We can make more toys, where it’s warm and sunny!”
Santa supports the Colorado Energy Plan,
To clean up the air as fast as we can.
Heading to EVRAZ to drop off some gifts,
Knowing Xcel’s solar farm will be a huge lift.
Santa spoke not a word but went straight to his work.
The building code officer thought him beserk.
Heading for the Riverwalk before it closed,
Santa takes a gondola ride, and then he goes.
He sprung to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like a huge guided missile.
But I heard him exclaim as he drove out of sight:
“Solar panels for all, and for all, a good night!”
Roz di Lizarriturri is a co-founder of Renewable Energy Owners Coalition of America.