Ernestine Northover

Veteran Poet - 1,733 Points (25th March 1943)

I'M The Real Santa Claus - Poem by Ernestine Northover

An old man in a red suit, appeared out of the blue,
And said 'My young friend, I've been searching for you,
Next Christmas will come and what I want you to be,
Is good, kind and thoughtful on a year's guarantee.

With his white bushy beard and his bright sparkling eyes,
He looked very jolly and also so wise,
Smiles lit up his face, each a merry wide grin,
And a radiance spread around him, from somewhere within.

He said 'Christmas is here and I'm the real Santa Claus,
I travel so fast, there is hardly a pause,
Delivering great presents to cheer and to please,
And down many unswept chimneys I struggle to squeeze'.

'What would you like for Christmas' he asked speaking low,
'Perhaps happiness, some joy, a warm heart aglow,
Family and friends to laugh with and to share,
The turkey and trimmings, traditional festive fare'.

'May all of your gifts be just what you wished for,
But remember the lonely, the sick and the poor,
For Christmas is special in one remarkable way,
The babe Jesus was born on this one unique day'.


Comments about I'M The Real Santa Claus by Ernestine Northover

  • Andrew Blakemore (5/14/2008 3:52:00 PM)

    A lovely Christmas poem Ernestine, with a great message. Love Andrew x (Report)Reply

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  • Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr (12/21/2006 6:45:00 PM)

    Ernestine...An outstanding & chimerically wonderous Christmas story...You never
    disappoint, young lass, & this one goes into my very small vault of Fav. Poems...
    I wish you & your lovely family all the Peace & Good Fortune for the forthcoming year...Frank
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  • (12/21/2006 5:01:00 PM)

    Ernestine i just read your poem I'm the real Santa Claus, it was a very good poem with a very nice touch. The real meaning of Christmas is about Jesus. How sad is for them to be taking that out of Christmas, and they want people to say happy holidays. (Report)Reply

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  • (12/21/2006 4:23:00 PM)

    There is myth and there is mystery at this feative time of year, but let us not forget the real meaning of Christmas; The babe Jesus was born on this one unique day'.
    Thankyou Ernestine a beautifully warm and gentle piece
    Love duncan x
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Poem Submitted: Thursday, December 21, 2006

Poem Edited: Saturday, April 2, 2011


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