Santa
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Santa
Santa shall you not come out to play with me in the snow
Help me to pick some up and then begin to throw
The fluffy white ball drives through the air Where shall it land for it is going nowhere
It lands and falls in a heap amongst the child with the Rosie red cheek
I can see you now you smile back at me
laughing and jumping full of glee In a blink of an eye this image cannot be !!
for only my footprints are here for all to see
Annie
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The Poets Tree
Poetry with Solace

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