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The chill breeze sways the trees,
late night at that time of year,
lock your door and put away the key,
awaiting santa and his reindeer.
Late at night when the children sleep,
Santa arrives on their rooftop,
moving as slowly as a sheep,
hoping not to trip and drop.
Gently and quietly places the presents,
under the children's Cristmas tree,
hung with ornaments shaped like elephants,
and Santa leaves smiling with glee.
Going to a house far away,
Santa hurries up the chimney,
runs to his reindeer and gets on his sleigh,
flying throgh the skies and wil always say.....
Ho Ho Ho,MERRY CHRISMAS!
- by hayasa_kasumi |
- Holiday Poem Contest
- | Submitted on 12/04/2008 |
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- Title: Christmas..
- Artist: hayasa_kasumi
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Description:
A poem to our favourite guy when we were little,,,
Santa Claus. - Date: 12/04/2008
- Tags: chrismas poem
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