More poems for Promptly Poetry, stuffed into this book because I have reached my limit. |
Among modern parents has arisen a rift, About the bringer of Christmas gifts. The snootier type say you mustn’t lie, You’ll lose your child’s trust, make them cry. But these fears are founded on a misconception, That Santa Claus is some holiday invention. Now take it from me, he’s as real as can be (maybe even realer than you or me). I mean, have you ever been to the North Pole? Probably not, it’s far too cold. That's for the man in the red suit and fur cuffs, With his hardy elves, hardworking and tough. Together they weather the stormy winds that blow, They happily welcome the ice and snow. Of course, it does happen as we grow older, Our vision of Santa gets fainter, not bolder. So though he exists, we just can’t see him, And in our clumsy way, we try to be him. From store to store we hurriedly caper, To buy Christmas gifts and bright wrapping paper. We hope to spread the joy we knew back then, And feel like the children we were, once again. To know in our hearts what we knew in our youth, Santa is real, and that’s the truth! Written for "Promptly Poetry Challenge (2024-2025)" Prompt/Week # 21 Write a poem about a mythological creature. Poem should be inspired by the prompt/image in some way A minimum of 12 lines, no maximum There are no form requirements Your submission must be newly written for this week's prompt |