The little boy, his legs kicking
Writes in a happy scrawl
To the man in the red suit
Who lives in the North Pole
He asks for many things
What ever the sleigh can carry
But most of all he wants
To see his parents happy
A little girl writes her note
Hoping the big man will reply
‘Oh dear Father Christmas…’
She writes with a happy sigh
She asks for Peppa Pig
And other things too
But most of all she wants
Sweets and dancing shoes
Not long left now
Eleven days to go
’till Santa comes again
And smiley faces they’ll have to show
To bed early they dream
Fingers crossed and wishing hard
For that special day
Of presents, food and cards
Posted in: Poetry
Caliburnus Rises 
Posted on Dec 14, 2012
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