Dizain (Wind Burn) Poem by Poetry Forms
Dizain (Wind Burn)
My cheeks are cold; ruddy and rather red,
and the muddy residue on my shoe
has me wishing I were home in my bed.
But, now that my world-wide journey is through,
I have to thaw my face, frozen and blue.
A leap of faith and we were on our way,
Me and my reindeer and my toy filled sleigh.
We travel around at the speed of sound,
This Santa Claus' heart is warm today.
A trip that started with a single bound.
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