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The Christmas Birthday
Beneath the mistletoe I stand Wishing for Santa to land, Presently. Under the tree sits a motion to fix with a heartfelt notion, Understanding. However long it takes to stay the house requests to play, Lovingly. St. Nick comes down tonight with freedom in flight, Effervescently. Cookies on the fireplace, With a smile on my face, Hungry. Hungry for warmth and love Cherishing the Christmas dove, Happiness. He enters the room a glow, With presents in tow, Generous. He places the presents down Under the tree with a frown, Displeased. He sees me behind the couch, He knows he’s no grouch, Tenderly. I say, “I’m sorry Santa!” “Do you want a Fanta?” Laughter. He smiles at my angels, As the ornaments dangle Forever. Decorated with joy, He exclaims, “atta boy!” Gleefully. “I’m a girl!” I cry. He says, “But Jesus flies!” Pointing. I turn to see him. St. Nick still with a grin, Miraculously. “I’m here for a birthday hug!” Jesus stands on the rug, Ecstatically. Jesus is the King Ready to bring, Salvation. To me a gift of love, A true act from above, Gracefully. “Happy birthday,” I whisper, Curtsying on my slippers, Kindly. With a smile and nod The night closes with fog, Peacefully.
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