The Wryters' Block

Shaping, Designing, Sculpting Words

I Believed, Part II

English: Santa Claus with a little girl Espera...

I believed – oh, why did I believe?

He said to me, “I’ll always be there,”

So where is he today?

If ever he’d fly to the moon,

Thoughts of me would never fade.

And as long as there was mail,

I’d receive his news.

Like a child who believes in Santa,

I hung on his every word,

Let those words melt my heart,

Permeate my soul.

I believed – oh, why did I believe?

Why did I believe in him?

July 20, 2013 Posted by | Poetry | , , | Leave a comment

   

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