Hip,
hip, hooray,
I
can see the sleigh,
Santa
is on his way.
Presents
for you and me,
Left
by him under the tree,
Children
will wake happy.
He
is a pleasant site to see
Pleasing
almost everybody
With
his giving generosity.
Have
you left him a treat,
Something
for him to eat
As
he is tonight on his feet.
Are
you grateful and thankful
For
presents making you cheerful,
Then
be seasonal by being amiable.
©
Andrew Stevenson 19/12/2017
Thank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.
A lovely happy poem Andrew a delight to read.
ReplyDeleteYvonne.
Thank you Yvonne, for your kind words. Blessings to you. All the merry best. Love love, Andrew. Bye.
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