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No Santa Claus

NO SANTA CLAUS? Brother Billy told him, “Aint no Santa Claus” Timmy didn’t want to believe his sibling Just the very name of Santa was magic – Santa Claus Those fur-lined endings Anta Aus The colorful red suit Splendid black boots Wide leather belt And that snowball on top of his hat “Delivers presents to the world?” scoffed Brother Billy “Aint no way!” But Timmy, at Christmas time, didn’t think with his head Timmy thought with a child’s imagination And the season gathered his conscious round with colors, music and sweetness Mom and, especially, dad didn’t object to Billy’s scolding “Timmy after all is old enough now” dad advised mom “I’m never putting on that damn suit again!” Timmy thought and thought Couldn’t sleep that Christmas Eve night for thinking He positioned himself on the seat at the big bay window in his room wrapped in a blanket knees up to his shoulders and watched the moon Watched till his eyelids began to droop No Santa Mom found him asleep around 1:00 a.m. She and dad had been busy wrapping presents She lovingly picked him up and put him to bed with Growl his big stuffed bear Around 2:30 a.m. – mom had been thinking and thinking just like Timmy – mom checked to see if dad was asleep Then! grabbing the jingle bells from under the tree She climbed the stairs to Timmy’s room opened the door a crack looked around as though anticipating escape Then! with a joyful smile shook the bells vigorously!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 1/4/2011 5:09:00 PM
I'm still a believer. There is a spirit at Christmas that differs from any other time of year. Like in the Miracle on 34th Street. It is the intangibles that have meaning. Vince
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Date: 12/10/2010 8:10:00 AM
Good one..Imagination took off with this one..Enjoyed..I am glad that I chose this one to read this morn...Sara
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Date: 12/9/2010 10:20:00 PM
No way! I love it Daver, stopping by to say hi to one of my favorite poets here on the soup. And what to my surprise? NO SANTA! SMILES DAVER, love the ending *LOVE~SKAT
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Date: 12/9/2010 7:45:00 PM
oh, what a lovely ending to this tale. I hope she high tailed it out of there before he could see what she was up to.haha. Cute story, Daver. Glad to see you posting more. LUv, Andrea
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Date: 12/9/2010 12:44:00 PM
Dave thanks for this childhood reminder.. Had me smiling tonight, love Wilma
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Date: 12/8/2010 6:32:00 PM
Your narration was perfect Dave, its poetry WAS in motion ! much love, james
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Date: 12/8/2010 4:26:00 AM
I am reading some very amazing and diverse poetry this morning. Bravo Bravo I am glad yours was among the poetry I was able to read today. Thank you for sharing your writing with us Daver. Wishing you and yours a wonderful Holiday Season. Love,Carol
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Date: 12/7/2010 1:39:00 PM
I hope Billy got a lump of coal in his stocking, Daver. Shame on him for trying to spoil Timmy's Christmas! If we didn't believe, we didn't receive. That was the motto at our house. My older brother and sister never said anything to take away my love for St. Nick! A wonderful poem, my friend. Love, Carolyn
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Date: 12/7/2010 1:36:00 PM
Nothing can erase a child's faith in Santa Claus. I still believe! This is a terrific poem and I really like the way Timmy's mom handled the situation. Good work, Daver.
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