Blessings Of Santa Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Alluding to Santa on Christmas Eve, wishing and
peeking out the window, hoping to see him outside
my house.
Looking forward to all the new toys and clothes
he will put under the tree.
Knowing that on Christmas Day I will be surprised
and very happy with what I find when I open my
presents.
Tearing off the wrapping paper, bows and stickers,
just to quickly get to whatever may be hidden
within.
Blessings of Santa being left beneath our Christmas
tree.