Father Christmas Poem by Allan James Saywell

Father Christmas



Walking along beside the sea
In my finest red shirt
My white beard glowing snow white
A young boy walking with his mother
Pointing a little finger
Shouting mommy, It, s Father Christmas
I kept walking, moving away
From a little boys dream

Friday, December 30, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: christmas,father,snow
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