Poem -
Good Old Santa Claus 🎅🏼
I am wondering this morning, as I conjure up another poem
How long would it take good old Santa Claus to get back home
Eeh though the poor soul must be totally, weary and worn out
Wandering around the whole wide world, without any shadow of a doubt
But he has put a great big smile upon everybody’s face
He will have called at each and every town on the land, not leaving out a single place
Up and down chimney pots, squeezing with a squash
Tip toeing about with his wellington boots..Oh golly gosh!!
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wonderful poem
as always he must
very tired i wonder
if he will sleep all next year
good morning Jill!!!!!!!!!!
❤️🙏❤️
Did you see
on the passion of poetry
that I won an award
on eureka Contest
first time did I enter wow
so honored