The Christmas Letter
written by: Bruce Levine
@brucelevine19
Gerry thought about his letter to Santa for three days. Two days left, he realized – better get going or else. Or else what? Would Santa forget him? What if there were no letters from anyone? Gerry wondered. He got out paper and a crayon, but couldn’t get going. This is hard, he said aloud. He tried all day and the next and fell asleep, the blank paper on his bed. Two mornings later his mother woke him, his bed covered with presents instead of the blank paper. Merry Christmas, she announced. He’d dreamt the letter, but Christmas was real.
Bruce Levine is a Pushcart Prize poetry nominee, a Spillwords Press Awards winner, and a WestWard Quarterly featured writer. Over three hundred of his works are published on over twenty-five online journals including Ariel Chart, Literary Yard, 5-7-5 Haiku Journal: over seventy print anthologies including Tipton Poetry Journal, Poets’ Espresso Review, and WestWard Quarterly. He’s the author of the chapbook Sweet Dreams and is also a classical composer.
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