All I Want For Christmas Is
ALL I WANT FOR CHRISTMAS IS
Hello Santa! The last time I saw you was thirty eight years ago.
I sat on your lap, hugged and kissed you and gave it away.
Our two year old son figured out it was no Santa; but Dad.
Now, I want the real Santa to come and visit me, pretty please.
I have not been naughty lately for I have not been outdoor
dancing for the last four weeks and four weeks is too long.
I have been nice, masking, distancing and mostly hunkering down;
but, I have been going out of my head with the Corona fatigue,
especially this week that I do not have on-line classes anymore.
My children cannot give me what I want for Christmas.
So please, won’t you come, visit and give me what I want.
All I want for Christmas is a ride in your sleigh on Christmas Eve
and let Rudolph drive me to get away and escape from reality.
I’m sure you will still have plenty of time to deliver your
presents in your list so nobody would pout and cry.
Santa's Covid Christmas Poetry Carolyn Devonshire
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