Little ones with wide eyes
Rejecting sleep with heavy sighs
Anticipation across the nation
Eagerly awaiting an overnight surprise
A sleigh on the roof
The tap of a reindeer hoof
It ‘twas a dream or so it seemed
Drowsy faces behold the proof
Underneath the Christmas tree
No sign of slumber left to see
When gifts are spied, it can’t be denied
“Santa came!” come shouts of glee.
– Written for First Baptist Church of Worcester Poetry Fest Challenge 3: Free Verse (I ended up with a rhyme scheme anyway. I don’t know if it is an official form or not. That’s just the way the poetry flows sometimes 🙂 Photo from pixnio.com.