i want to know if im good at poetry and if i have a future as an author. keep in mind im only 11.
I lay in bed awake,
twas the end of the day,
tomorrow would be Christmas,
I listened for Santa's sleigh.
I hadnt moved so long,
i felt like i was numb,
but still i lay awake,
and waited for him to come.
to climb down my chimney
to put presents under the tree,
really Big presents,
that were all for me.
i heard something downstairs
so i went down there and peared,
and thats were i saw santa,
with crumbs all on his beard
he had rosy cheeks
and he had a button nose,
he had a giant belly,
and extra large red clothes.
before i ran away,
santa turned his head,
then he gave a chuckle,
and sent me off to bed.
what i say is true
as crazy as it seems,
and since that crazy night,
iv seen him in my dreams.
every night of christmas eve,
is alway a big suprise
sometimes to see it though,
look through a child's eyes.
(PS i dont believe in santa)
2006-12-17
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