Secret Santa
Crisp air
snuggling into my scarf
shuffling through the snow
off to get the mail i go
As i flip through the Christmas cards
I notice there is one from Santa.
Oh how excited the boys will be
to see that Santa has sent a letter to me.
I tell the boys "see Santa's been watching."
Asking "do you think you've been naughty or nice?"
Oh how they want to see
but i say "this letter is addressed to me."
All day my little drummer boys played
Listening like angels; no fighting
Ate their vegies, brushed their teeth
Hoping just to get one peek.
Tucked in and ready for sleep
"Please mom just one peek" they squeeked
As I kissed them on cheek
"Maybe tomorrow now go to sleep."
As i lay in bed, ready to call it a day
I open the letter from my Secret Santa an read
Tears streaming down my face
Help from another that i do not know
3 gift cards fell into my hands
They have thought of everything
toys for boys, food for mouths and clothes for all of us.
Our Secret Santa has blessed all us.
Asking for nothing, just lending a hand
Always give when you can
Copyright © Nancy Mitchell | Year Posted 2016
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