Posted by: Ron DuBour | December 8, 2018

” DEAR SANTA “~by Martin Gedge


 

 

POEM ” DEAR SANTA “by martin gedge

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You can take of all the wishes and the hopes that make things bright
all the stars in every circle in a heaven satellite
you can take of all the love that you share with family
when you hook on your heart and you place on the tree
there is a certain meaning and a feeling to arise
you can see it in the darling in the morning of surprise
it came in from the cold in a glistening of snow
like a kiss so gentle sweet under pine and mistletoe
there’s a fire burning ember in the story of your skies
that gives into your senses with a blaze into your eyes
it’s something very special and you really can’t explain
but it comes from just believing and it has a jolly name
it more precious then a present with a token silly tag
a ribbon for your fancy with a sparkling glitter bag
it started in a child with the innocence of soul
with a smile full of cheer and a crispy silver glow
the patter of the heart with the fingers on the crayon
each letter so precise with the scribbling of the hand
a lick across gum with a salivating spit
and a stamp to make it final and you send it all legit
if we could only hold the things we truly cannot see
and put it the stockings or underneath the tree
then maybe we’d be satisfied with everything we get
when you get the Christmas spirit it’s the most fulfilling yet…

by martin gedge ©


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