Poem #19

Snow flakes slowly falling 

A child somewhere is happily playing 

A mother looking at her cake still baking

A Father at his desk lost in writting

Hubert the Dog busy still chewing

A cold night who keeps on going

The moon light clearly shining

Far away, Santa Is preparing 

Something beautiful and enchanting

At midnight a trolley stops its riding 

Over a house and begins throwing

Gifts into the chimney, laughing 

Ho Ho Ho, he could be saying

Box of surprises are left waiting

To be opened in the early morning 

By eager good little beings

Author: Novus Lectio

You'll never know what you'll read next. Random lecture is what is all about but one thing is for sure, it's by the same author who wrote The Theory of Fate and Who Went Out of Africa

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