Santa Claus wore brown

Our tree was nearly bare of presents during the run-up to Christmas. I wrapped and shipped our packages without ever putting them underneath the tree. Even though our tree is covered in ornaments and its base is surrounded by our Christmas village, it looked barren.

Then, what to my wondering eyes did appear but a big brown truck, without the eight tiny reindeer. “Santa” was dressed in brown, not in red. Up to my porch and back down he sped. I hardly could catch him in time to say “Happy New Year” as into the truck he did climb.

I placed the packages under the tree, until Hubby woke up and opened packages with me. To open gifts we were so excited and with the gifts we were so delighted.

Obviously, poetry is not my strong suit, but Merry Christmas and Happy New Year.