I changed clothes
I changed colors
fawn to green to blue to red
to suit commercial interests
my image
kicks off celebrations
is ensconsed in tiny hearts…
while many dressed like me
are the soul of parties
I lie here alone
my spirit broken
after all that I give
and is given
in my name
Today, I heard a parent saying…
that I don’t exist

Not to worry, Santa, you still live in the hearts of those who never truly grow up.
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Grownups too love the concept of Santa 🙂
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How rude! Excellent take.
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Thanks!
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on the inside is all that counts
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Aww, poignant.
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Thank you, Sadje!
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How dare a parent suggest that? Delightful Reena, Happy Christmas!
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Thank you, Keith! Wishing you happy holidays too…
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Oh Reena! X
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Wishing you a Merry Christmas, Lorraine!
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Back at ya Reena! X
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