A Christmas Poem

I have eaten
the cookies
that were on
the mantel

and which
you had probably
left there
for Santa

Forgive me
they were delicious
so sweet
and so warm

—

I have read
the note
that was by
the cookies

and which
you had thoughtfully
written
for Santa

Forgive me
it was delightful
so sweet
and so warm.

—

I have burned
the note
that you left
for Santa

and which
would have proven that
there had
been cookies

Forgive me
it was glorious
so bright
and so warm

—

(with apologies to William Carlos Williams)