I found this in a desk drawer over the weekend. I do not know the author, but I thought it was a nice little poem I could share with you.
With a bag full of goodies and a grin on his face, Santa travels from place to place.
Sneaking down the chimney in the middle of the night, he delivers each package then flees out of sight.
In homes everywhere sleepy little children arise, anxious hearts pounding with curious eyes.
Though the cookies and milk did strangely disappear, the gifts around the tree meant Santa was here!
Don’t you love the magic? If you have any good Christmas poems, send them to me and I’ll share them with our community. Hope you have a great week!
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