.5. Good Old St Nick Poem by David Threadgold

Snow capping all the rooftops
In cotton wool like piles
Awaiting good old Santa Claus
To bring the children smiles

The bells heard in the distance
Made youngsters close their eyes
Pretending they were fast asleep
For this year’s great surprise

The reindeer land quite softly
He reaches for his sack
And walks towards the chimney
In boots all shiny black

He checks to see the fire’s out
Ho-ho and waves a hand
Then twinkles down the chimney
To the hearth where he will land

In bright red suit with snow white fur
On wide broad shouldered frame
Gifts for every house in town
And no two were the same


© 2008 David Threadgold
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