I just wrote this poem and for some reason I liked it,
maybe because it was so youthful in my opinion and I felt like being that today. I know it's not one of the best poems I've written, but I enjoyed writing it and I hope you'll like it :)
some yesterdays ago,
he was all beardy and wonderful
with that Coca Cola smile
I knew it was Santa,
even though I don't believe in him anymore,
just like I know that some houses are haunted,
even though I don't believe in ghosts
Santa seemed happy and relaxed
and that made me both glad for his sake
and a bit surprised
I would have been stressed if I were him
But then again I'm not
Santa took the bus,
then the train and then a boat
to the South Pole
He had understood the obvious,
that he should have his work shop at the South Pole
so the penguins could help him out
Not everybody has that kind of logic
But this was all some yesterdays ago,
today is a brand new thing
No Santa on the bus
and nothing out of the ordinary otherwise
Today was boring,
february often seems to be
Maybe because it's so short
that nothing fun finds the time to happen,
just like I don't find the time to paint the sky
I want to do just that
Life would be more exiting with Santa on the bus,
just like that yesterday,
I would have had something to write about then
Poetry by Karoline
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Written on 2007-02-11 at 23:03
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maybe because it was so youthful in my opinion and I felt like being that today. I know it's not one of the best poems I've written, but I enjoyed writing it and I hope you'll like it :)
Santa took the bus some yesterdays ago
Santa took the bus,some yesterdays ago,
he was all beardy and wonderful
with that Coca Cola smile
I knew it was Santa,
even though I don't believe in him anymore,
just like I know that some houses are haunted,
even though I don't believe in ghosts
Santa seemed happy and relaxed
and that made me both glad for his sake
and a bit surprised
I would have been stressed if I were him
But then again I'm not
Santa took the bus,
then the train and then a boat
to the South Pole
He had understood the obvious,
that he should have his work shop at the South Pole
so the penguins could help him out
Not everybody has that kind of logic
But this was all some yesterdays ago,
today is a brand new thing
No Santa on the bus
and nothing out of the ordinary otherwise
Today was boring,
february often seems to be
Maybe because it's so short
that nothing fun finds the time to happen,
just like I don't find the time to paint the sky
I want to do just that
Life would be more exiting with Santa on the bus,
just like that yesterday,
I would have had something to write about then
Poetry by Karoline
Read 788 times
Written on 2007-02-11 at 23:03
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