Cookie Cutters, Hot Cocoa and An Angel

I thought I saw Santa flying and landing right on my roof Then someone said, it can’t be true, so I needed proof He was there, I swear, then suddenly he went ‘poof’ Even my dog saw him as she ran to the window, woof! All I could see when I looked then, was a red dot in the sky Someone asked, what was in my egg nog, I asked why? Because that night, it wasn’t Christmas time just yet So then I replied, and made with them a kind of bet I said, he was just scoping the area, he will be back Sure enough on Christmas Eve, he returned with a sack He was standing right in the middle of the town square They even yanked on his beard assuming fake, he did wear But it was real, just as he was, with all of his sweet care Sharing cookies with cookie cutters and warm hot cocoa While an angel in the night, hovered above in falling snow Heidi Sands 12/3/17