Friday 25 December 2020

A Poem a Day (336): Santa loves his silver sleigh

 
Merry Christmas everyone. Here's a Christmas poem for you. I hope you have a lovely day. Best wishes to you! x

 
Santa loves his silver sleigh
 
Santa comes but once a year,
his belt isn’t made of leather,
and every time he combs his beard
the hairs tumble out like feathers.
 
Rudolph is his favourite reindeer
because he’s just really clever.
He’s good at games and tests and stuff,
and he’ll go ride in any weather.
 
Santa’s big love is his silver sleigh.
He likes to polish it night and day,
and go for joyrides once a week,
waving at Earth and the Milky Way.
 
Mrs Claus cooks the most wondrous pies.
Of this, Santa’s round belly is the proof.
She also mulls a wintry clove brew
that even Rudolph loves – that’s the truth!
 
The elves have wrapped all the gifts now,
the fairies have bathed them in magic dust,
so it’s time for Santa to rev up the sleigh:
“Rudolph, come on! It’s the British Isles or bust!”
 
Copyright Vickie Johnstone, December 22, 2020
 
 
In the YouTube series of me reciting my poems, here I am reading out this poem. It goes live at 6pm UK time. Thanks to Graham Fraser for organising this YouTube series. Cheers :)
 

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