Happy Holidays!

A squeak on the stairs.
Could Santa be here?
Better pull my blankets,
Up to my ears.

He comes down the chimney,
That’s how he gets in.
Santa uses magic,
To make himself thin.

I better keep still,
Can’t make a peep.
He doesn’t leave toys,
Unless you’re asleep.

My door just opened
Someone’s by my bed.
It wasn’t Santa after all,
Cause Mom just kissed my head.


Source: http://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/listening-for-santa

How was your Christmas? Mine was great, I spent my Christmas in a cabin with my family and friends. I am grateful for everything I got and love it.

I wish you a MERRY Christmas and a HAPPY new year.