Linda Winchell

Rookie - 31 Points (still working on it! / Chicago Illinois)

'Mall Santa And Mom' - Poem by Linda Winchell

My Mother has gotten on in years,
And has now a childish state of mind,
For when I took her to the mall one day,
She slipped away…and I found her standing in Santa Clauses' line,

She wanted to speak with Santa,
About what Christmas this year might bring,
Proudly she sat upon Santa’s lap
It was a most embarrassing thing.

Mrs.’ Clause to me looked angered,
To see a grown woman upon her husbands’ lap,
My Mom had her arm around him tight,
With her other hand tightly in his clasped.

I couldn’t hear what she was saying to him,
But Santa looked at me and smiled,
And said, “its ok my dear I had a Mother too,
And yours can sit her for awhile.”

His kindness was overwhelming,
As this old, frail woman continued to talk,
Then she gave Santa a final kiss on his rosy cheek,
And off to the car hand in hand we walked.

I learned a vital lesson that day,
That I might one day walk in my Mother’s steps,
So for now I’ll just be proud to remember,
And love my Mom with none of life’s regrets.

By: Linda Winchell
Copyright: 2010

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 30, 2010

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