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A CHILD’S CHRISTMAS EVE

A child’s in thought by a cozy fire
His dog stretched out at hearthside
Big sister and a friend fun-gone
On a frosty    snowy sleigh ride

His kitty    Miss Boots    
Done chasing a mouse
Asleep on the sill
Not a sound in the house

Then    in fancy    enchanted child hears
Pitter pats on the roof
A jolly fat laugh
Many reindeer hooves

The blaze in the fireplace
Pops a big log
Startles the child
And up jumps his dog

Blasé     kitty Boots
Starts licking her paws
Could really care less
About Santa Claus

Well the red clad saint
From a mist slow appears
Till now stands full grown
A stroking his beard

This elf’s not imposing
No no    not at all
Here stands a man not 3 feet tall
Though perfectly formed    unbelievably small

Child and dog stand transfixed
Eyes open wide in complete surprise
Doubting the form is really St. Nick
Greatly puzzled because of his size

At last    child in haze
In a wishing fond pause
Does stammer a question
Two words    “Santa Claus?”

The vision    though smiling    seems not to hear
But merrily ho-hoing reaches back
And in a shower of gold
He conjures a sack

The brown bag is loaded
With all sorts of toys
Colorfully wrapped    and neatly bowed
Dainties for girls    sport for the boys

The gifts then fly out and under the tree
This all in a wink    quit magically
Then boy and dog    in amazement see
Old Santa rise up the fiery chimney

The blaze in the fireplace
Again pops the log
Again startles all three
Child    kitty    and dog

Christmas morn child early awakes
How tangible yestereve’s happening seemed
All colored in Christmas’ red  gold and green
Was Santa Claus real    or part of a dream?

Dave Austin

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