Waiting For Santa PawsA Poem by BlueEyedAngel
All the puppies sit in a row,
waiting for Santa Paws to show. They knew he had a ways to go cause mommy had told 'em so. Is that Santa Paws I see? No, that just cannot be. I've been good, really good, especially me. What is that loud noise I hear? Shhh! Quiet! Santa Paws is here. They all sit waiting for him to appear, hoping extra treats he brings this year. Great, you're all hearing things! He will not bring us anything if he knows we're hear waiting. He expects us to be sleeping. They finally settle down for the night and now all tucked in bed real tight. One had ran away and hid out of sight wasn't going to miss Santa Paws tonight. Humble stayed wide awake just so he could see if Santa Paws come down through the chimney. Wouldn't you know, Santa Paws he never got to meet, for he was so tired and had quickly fallen asleep. © 2015 BlueEyedAngelReviews
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2 Reviews Added on December 3, 2015 Last Updated on December 3, 2015 AuthorBlueEyedAngelOlean, NYAboutI love to write stories and poetry. It comes deep within my soul. From good times to heartaches and about miracles in my life. more..Writing
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