Santa Claus

by

C. E. Chandler

Well, it was a Merry Christmas,
of that fact there is no doubt;
The little house proclaims it,
for the toys are strewn all about.

From the break of day till bedtime,
there was laughter in this place;
But I fancied that I noticed,
something curious in her face.

In the midst of all the excitement,
there would come a wistful pause;
And I somehow have the notion,
that's the last of Santa Claus.

Though Christmas day was merry, I began to realize,
that our lovely little baby is becoming very wise;
And I can't help feeling saddened and regretful, because,
I think our house last Christmas saw the end of Santa Claus.

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