Visit To Santa
VISIT TO SANTA
She eyed the 'old elf' with a look of concern;
Cautious, yet, curiously disdained;
Though, unimpressed with the thought of it all,
The overall enticement remained;
She had heard of his acts of kindness;
His candy canes were superb;
His wardrobe was impeccable;
However, the lumps of coal did disturb;
The smiles of her peers was unmistakable;
Would they really steer her wrong?
Could all the stories and poems be true?
Was there truth to all the songs?
So big, he was; all that white hair;
The belly, the red nose and cheeks;
The wire-rimmed glasses upon his chubby face;
She had been eyeing him now for weeks!
So, throwing caution to the wind, she took a step;
The next was easier and soon,
She found herself in his lap;
A hush had filled the room!
He spoke so gently, like a melody so sweet;
A lilting phrase that soothed;
When she stepped down, her heart felt light,
She truly, had been moved!
Walking away, she stopped and looked,
At the new friend she had just made;
He waved at her, then gave a wink;
A special bond that wouldn't soon fade!
E. Self 2015
Copyright © Elzie Self | Year Posted 2015
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