SANTA’S BEARD

It’s snowy white

That Santa’s beard

Unlike the night

That he appeared

Beside the fireplace

Leaving treats

And in a blink’s space

He beat feets

But his beard lingered

In my mind

As my stocking fingered

The treats I’d find

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