No beard, no red fur
A smile of the moon
No cap, no sledge
Come hopping rockets
Of love sealed, of distance
No jingle, no snowmen
Come letters of hands
held in memories of heart
No miss, no steps undone
Comes Santa everyday
Wearing a bag of sealed truths
Heavy in thoughts, light in mind
Ringing bells on nervous wait
Surprises on impatient hands
Santa of every home
Clock in pocket, of every distance
A smile dressed, on every letter
On embraces for every loss
On embraces for every joy