So this is a REALLY BAD POEM (aka very very choppy) but I was on a limited time schedule and I wanted to post something for ya'll having to do with the holidays! This is just a little something having to do with having faith, the Christmas spirit, all that warm and fuzzy stuff that's been written about already.
So…lol…Try to enjoy!
BelieveIn a land where the bridge to its glory is magic
Where beauty wonders all
Where peace reigns the air
Where grief can't exist and delight comes with ease
There lives a person who exists nowhere but there.
The man wears a rusty coat and has a long beard.
He has gentle eyes.
He has a knowing smile.
His sleigh carries things for all who he sees.
The bells strung on it ringing all the while.
We always know the time when he comes to us
For there's only one day
That he comes near
When he comes to our homes and leaves tons of presents
For those who have been good all year.
While we can see him at times in Narnia
And we know for sure
It's him who is there
In other worlds, like ours, we don't see him at all
Yet we're told to believe in him if we dare.
But how, may I ask, can we believe
In someone we can't see,
In someone who's fake?
But I've come to figure out it's not seeing…
Having trust and having hope is the risk we take.
So "Santa" isn't real, or does he exist?
He could…
He might…
Though we'd never see.
But for those out there whose faith is gone
The spirit of Christmas is to believe.
Merry Christmas to everyone out there! Have the best holidays ever and be safe!