Santa Claus
Mythical hero extraordinaire
Innocent enough, on the surface
Deeper down?
He is far more
Santa, a symbolic source of fulfillment
for our child-like psychic wanting
Our insatiable longing
for more than offered us
by any given moment
I’m not sorry I believed
in Santa Claus
He’s one of the reasons
I made more of my life
than I might have otherwise
As a child, I believed
magic could work for me
Know what? I still do, and
I’m not sorry
I still believe in magic
My only regret about Santa
is that he was a night owl
I’m a morning person
Guess that’s why
I still want things in life
Poetic Alchemist 
This is bull there ant no “Santa Claus” All kids are big suckers for this type of stuff.
Thanks Paul. No-thing is right.
Thanks Andrew. Naw, let them believe.
I can’t let my kids read this!! 🙂
But the Buddha leaves nothing in the stockings of those who want things. Or maybe that would be Nothing.
So legend has it. I think.
Thanks Kai, Aurora, and Dan. I am being a VERY good boy…
Ho ho ho, Little Donnie! Are you being a good boy?
What a sweet poem, Don.
i could see there’s a child in you.