Up On Santa
She stood there in silence, not saying a word.
Afraid to even breath or she may be heard.
For there stood Santa, right there in her house!
Putting out presents as quite as a mouse.
She knew that little girls should be tucked in their
With visions of sugar plums dancing in their heads.
So she stood there and watched as he left with his sack
Praying he didn't turn around and look back.
She whispered so sweetly as he left out of sight.
Merry Christmas Dear Santa and to all a good night!
Happy Holidays To All From Gloria Collins.
© by Gloria Collins 12/23/02