Smokeless Chimney

climb as you go, walk down as you enter
the open fire stock and find the sleepless
night of the foot print of Santa gift

look the smokestack gently wait the sleigh;
as the chilled midst murmur waiting each
rapped sack display. in the Christmas tree
solemnly stand of the beautiful light of the
night

wild lips tangle with rapid tongue, the
sweet chocolate find its fun on its colorful
rapper where every eyes always say wow!

oh! easy to know in every step on the
snow, even in the sand the great Santa
always look to peep with in the snow so
gently he shows

oh! Santa Claus, the silent chimney of
the houses come and see the happy faces
of the children, willing to change for
a little gift of toys and candies to bring; so
lovely to see worthy as the night sleep
waiting to free the Santa Claus in the home
I’ll like to be

Thank you dear Santa Claus my One …

poem by Antonio Liao
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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