Christmas Poem When the night is still and snow is down And Santa Claus is coming ‘round We close our eyes and flirt with sleep We’re real quiet , not a peep We left some cookies on a plate A glass of milk, it sure tastes great He'll drink the milk and munch a while And then leave presents with a smile He comes around but once a year And works his heart out, without a tear He’s Santa Claus and he is good I believe in him and know you should For what he brings is not only toys For all the little girls and boys He brings a thought of times gone by A thought that always makes me cry Loving and giving, our hearts abound This is the time we turn around We stop and think about the past And open up our hearts at last By Gregory A. Bagshaw