Santa Eats Ice Cream
written by: Sherry Healy
Recollecting yesterdays of youngsters singing
Tingle bells softly ringing
Leaning back toasting toes
Fire place, golden glows
My leather chair, soft and worn
I don’t worry, a coming storm
Dads shop at second hand stores
Moms craft reeves, outside doors
I am chilled, cold tonight
Cheeks are raw, I will be alright
My mind wonders on bouncing bows
Flasks of perfume, scented rose
Twinkles rise on the air so fair
The sky is twilight blue out there
Reindeer cuddle at fur trees now
Lemon moon shimmers, golden owl
Do I hear a crackle crunch
Frozen cream I yearn to munch
It’s Momma Claus my beloved bride
White sugar cream, my belly wide
Dance into the parlor room
Bowl antique, and brassy spoon
Ice cream, maple nuts on top
Two aged folks, slurp till stop
Resting now
We do allow
Hurried task, coming soon
Sleigh over silver moon
It’s a jolly bold Christmas season
Ruby red suit for a gosh darn reason
Dancing ponies in the streets
Chocolate candies thrown for treats
Games for joyous gals and boys
Through the chimney, make no noise
Glow of peaceful solitude
Soft wind my attitude
Go to bed dozy lad
There are presents to be had
Moms Dads slumber night
I promise, I will get it right
Close those drowsy eyes
Dream dream starry skies
On on frosty roof tops
In in slushy wet drops
Elves rushing ready
Forming fluffy cotton teddy
Classic myth this might be
Presents under furry tree
Silence
Finally
Tonight
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