WAITING FOR SANTA

I am going to find out.
What it is really about
Lying in bed.
These thoughts in my head.
Not going to close my eyes. That's why.
I don't know what to feel.
I hope he is real.
I want to know for sure. I will endure.
I'll wait all night.
I want him to catch sight.
I want to see if it is true.
That is what I will do.

Asleep I did fall.
Oh no! Asleep, I did go.
I shed a tear. I guess
I will have to wait until next year.

Meanwhile, see, I can enjoy all
the presents under the tree.
Santa left them for me.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

The joy of Santa.

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