The Old Man Poem by Harold R Hunt Sr

The old man
The old man lived at the end of the hollow.Most of the time.
He had white hair and a white beard.
He had a big barn out behind his house.But you could not see in it.
Late in Nov. He would disappear for a month or so.But would return after the 25th of Dec.
I never saw him myself. But I heard that he dressed in red. And had a big red sled.
They called him Santa clause. I just know him as the old man at the end of the hollow.