Where's Santa

It's getting near
 that special time of year
when children try to be good
 doing everything they should.

The turkey's cooking in the oven
 made with grandmom's loving,
stuffing, cranberries and desert
 ready for the grand alert.

A little sweet, a tempting treat
 pumpkin pie and minced meat?
Gather all the uncles, aunts and cousins
 family bonded by hunger and loving.

over quick,  full and well stuffed  
 each seeks comfort and rest fluffed
having devoured and shared the memories best
but children are still wondering on their quest.

Lists and presentation ready for the next feast
 of lights, wrapping, parades and decorated trees
and a visit by the jolly red suited phantom,
 the anticipated arrival of Santa.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Allison Avatar
November 13, 2017 at 1:09 PM
what a charming descriptive poem BM it sounds like such fun:-) I hope one day to get to the US and sample pumpkin pie for myself:-) hugs jan xx
Babbit Avatar
November 13, 2017 at 1:32 PM
Umm, umm good, used to always make honey pumpkin pie for our gatherings.
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