There Ain't No Santa Claus
By: Clarice Clark
When I was ten, my Mama said,
"You're old enough, my child, to know
There ain't no Santa Claus,
Your Pa and me are very poor,
We can't afford no toys.
There'll by no baby doll for you,
And no cars for the boys."
I left for school that day
Feeling very bad.
My teacher saw my tears,
And asked,
"Why are you so sad?"
I told her what my Ma had said
She didn't seem surprised.
She sat me down, and dried my tears,
Then looked me in the eyes.
"Your Ma is right," she told me,
"Santa is not real.
He's a spirit, don't you see?
A loving, giving spirit,
That lives in you and me.
And Christmas isn't just a day
For getting lots of toys
It's for celebrating Jesus' birth
And peace for all upon the earth."
Well, Christmas morning came around,
A knock came at our door.
There stood teacher, loaded down,
With packages galore.
She said,"I live upon the hill
With neither kith nor kin,
I thought I'd spend the day with you,
If you'll just ask me in."
She had a gift for Ma and Pa,
And race cars for the boys,
But best of all a baby doll,
And several other toys.
I hugged my doll, and went to Ma,
And whispered in her ear.
Then I spoke out loud and clear
For everyone to hear.
"Now tell me Ma,
You still believe
There ain't no Santa Claus"?
3 comments:
Hey Mike: Loved Mom's poem. So glad that you posted it. It is great. we miss her and in her poems and our memories she lives on forever. Love Barb
Guppyman sent me :) Great poem!
Thanks for sharing the poem. I have been a little stressed this year and your poem reminds me of what Christmas is really about.
Bitsy - Nashville, Tennessee
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