Always Happened
Childhood remembrances of red and green
As the twinkling lights adorned the trees
The anticipation mounted until the eve
To when sleep became this child’s enemy
I couldn’t wait, I jumped with each sound heard
Thinking that Santa was finally there
Oh, but to have him catch me awake, never
As my eyes would sink in act of pretending
Alas, I don’t know how, but off I went
Quietly he always came with never a peep
Just once I hoped to catch the man in red
But this child lost the battle and fell to sleep
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