There he was again
that man in the red coat
with that funny hat
his beard so long and white
his cheeks so pink
he seemed so very jolly
Ho, ho, ho
meanwhile mommy
was looking at the dollies
I wondered why
she even bothered
when this man
called Santa
was able to bring me
as many dollies
as I wanted
I knew that every Christmas season
I could find him there
sitting in his big chair
there in the department store
then I didn’t know
I would get a little scared
What could I say to that fat man?
the one with the white beard
then suddenly the words
would just come
and before you know it
Christmas would come riding in
when I saw the dolly
the one I wanted
I always knew
that the man in the red hat
would always be a friend to me
when Christmas came around again
About the Creator
Rasma Raisters
My passions are writing and creating poetry. I write for several sites online and have four themed blogs on Wordpress. Please follow me on Twitter.
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