Christmas Memory

by Apurva

Christmas poem: challenge.

 

The earliest memory of Christmas I have,

is when I was five years old,

Believing in Santa, I put a stocking

near my bed, beside my toe.

Christmas is not our festival,

yet dad had me believing so,

& lo and behold, when I woke up,

there was a gift from Mr. Ho ho ho!,

I couldn’t believe my little eyes,

& cried tears of joy,

while my dad’s face lit up as he said,

I  told you Santa exists, didn’t I?

© Apurva

3 Responses to “Christmas Memory”

  1. I love this one!

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