On This Night

Shape poem for Christmas

I
see
a light
suddenly
appear, and
know that Santa
will soon reappear.
his sleigh heaped high
with presents galore, while
children continue to sleep and
to snore. Dreams of morning with
gifts to explore, dotting the landscape
of the living room floor. Dolls and dresses
and chocolate confections, a daughter’s delight
on this Christmas night. It’s getting late, no more to
do, St. Nicolas I am depending on you. To brighten our
world with her smiles of wonder and remind us of what joy
really
looks
like!


Written for: "The Bard's Hall Contest" 
Line Count: 20
Word Count: 88