Category : Poems

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Christmas Eve, your supposed to be asleep.
You sneak by the tree to have a peek,
you sit their and wait eagerly to see.
A man in a suit of red,
trimmed with white wool,
a cap on his head.
You wait for hours in the night,
only to find out the man is not really light.
Than you see a parent out of the room,
gifts in hand down by the tree.
The next morning you see,
gifts from Santa you read.

Disappointed you realize their is no man,
but Santa exists in the idea your parents had.
He represents the love and generosity your parents should feel,
as they give you a gift that makes you smile.
So he does exist in such a way, you wouldn't expect of this wonderful day.