Douglas Pederson Poet Free verse

There Is a Santa

There is a Santa
No fruit bowl on the table existed in my upbringing.  However the Christmas tree was 
nicely decorated with string popcorn and those large color bulbs  that burnt  your fingers!
Santa came every year and even after I had given up my imagination. Xmas was giving
in regards to gifts and getting together with family to converse on whatever  fell into the gravy. 
It was a time to be together for the holiday,  a gathering of belonging and comfort.

That was then and now is without that big dinner and the memories shared. 
Traveling along in life over hills and mud ruts has put an emphasis  upon becoming
proud to have detained myself from spinning off the beaten path that  has been walked
upon  which people earnestly earned their destinations. 
Profitable or not, getting there took determination and much grime. Sure there were bends
in the road which one must achieve a way to stay on course.  There were those that 
ran into the ditch  and were  was often obscured  from  those passing by.  those that  were found were
brought to the table of  humanity.   It was the benevolence that shed understanding
and sympathy to those who didn’t have  Santa come down the chimney. Kindness to 
others creates a beginning to help those stand on their own and plant in their mind that Santa lives

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