in quiet Dawn
A 3 mile run.Santa Came Early
A voice so loud, I do remember,
Early evening, in late December
“Ho ho ho”, with a thunderous laugh,
Waking from slumber, we in amazement could hear
a noise in the living room, it was certain and clear.
Why was he here and we are not asleep?
Our grandfather yelled, “kids come take a peep.”
“It looks as though Santa has come too soon,
you are awake and giggling in your room.”
We tip toed and peered around the hall to see,
a bearded man, red suit, looking back at me.
“Ho Ho Ho”, he winked and continued to sound.
“You are awake and wide eyed, I have found.”
He had a red suit, and a long white hair,
big black boots, white gloves; he drew near.
We stood there in awe, and not a word said,
he hugged us, “Now get back to your bed.”
We stumbled in step as we scampered away,
giggling we hoped he would be there the next day.
I remember the night; Santa came too soon.
As I closed my eyes, that night in my room.
Christine McNeill-Matteson. copyrighted: 2023
Eagle and Child Inkling 
