Ol' San'

I once heard a tale of a jolly old man,

Whom gave gifts to all the nice children.

A man who travelled the world in one night

By a slay, pulled by reindeer with flight.

When I heard of this man

I was just two

Dreaming of ol' San'

And what he might give you.

Every year

I'd wait to see

For this man with a beard

And who he might be.

I never quite could stay awake

Till one night

I woke from a small tremor and qauke

And walked to the tree in fright.

There I found an old man

Placing gifts under the tree

Immediately I thought ol' San'

Only to be surprised, he was me.

I woke with a sweat

And before my eyes

My whole family sat

Sharing in laughters and cries.

That's when I realized

Ol' San' is us all

Just immortalized

In a tale so small.

His gifts were not items

But rather simply ourselves

As we spend time with family

And share us with themselves.