Friday, December 13, 2013

Hey there, Mr. Santy Klaws--By Jane Richer--Canada

Hey there, Mr. Santy Klaws

My Mommy said remember all the needee children on Cristmas day,
they do not even have cloths, toys or food or even a place to stay.
So I thout I mite send you a very specal list on Daddys pcee,
I hope it gets thru the air waves to your home in the northern city.

Mommy says that you live at the north pole far away with raindeer,
elfs, toys and stuff to share and a sled to carry all that gear.
Well Santy there is this boy name Tony and he needs a new kidnee,
Daddy says that he is on a long list and he lives in Sidnee.

Daddys a doctor and he speclizs in help’n peple that don't have parts,
like kidnees, livers, broken bones and even some busted hearts.
Santy, Mommy says there are peple blind with missing legs and hands,
so can you regrow them so they can see when they walk and stand.

My church is needee to, ask God to help you if you find this too much,
he has angels and creechers to help and fly to kids needee and such.
So go talk to paster and he will tell who is there in need,
bring some turkees and stufing for those that want a cristmas feed.

Hey Santy if you need my help even tho I am only 6 and small,
I betcha Mommy and Daddy wood not say no if you made a fone call.
Thanks, Santy Klaws for all the toys and stuff you put under the tree,
unless another kid need it more then alrite - your friend Timmy Lee.

Jane Richer is a poet and writer who lives in Alberta, Canada. She is published online and in print. She loves to poke fun at herself and rather likes to write tongue-in-cheek poetry but she will dabble in all kinds of genres to widen her creative nature. She loves to 'sister'- (write a complimentary poem) and feels that is the greatest form of acknowledgment and respect in expression for another poet's talent.

9 comments:

  1. Hi Jane,

    Thank you for sharing one of your "sister" writes with Pam for a Special Feature Collaborative poem earlier this month. So good to have your support and share your creative poetry here at Whispers. Thank you for all you for all your kind comments for others too. It is people like you that make this site possible.

    Blessings,
    Karen

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  2. Thank you very much Karen but it is easy to send poetry to sites that amplify the high standards that you impose here! You treat everyone with the same courtesy whether they are a seasoned writer or those wetting their feet in the poetic fishpond. lol You encourage us all to leave a comment or two when reading another's endeavors to strengthen and encourage them. So thank you Karen for starting a great poetry site. Love Jane

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  3. Dear Jane,

    Thank you for your kind words. I am trying to give writers of all levels a chance to share the gift of words. I really appreciate your assessment of Whispers as it is a hallmark of what what I hope this site is. Blessings to you for your encouragement. Thank you for being a part of the Whispers journey.

    Love,
    Karen

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  4. A lovely poem, a timely call for the expression of the Christmas spirit, that of love and giving.

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  5. What a delightful poem. Thank you for sharing it from a child's perspective. I really loved it.
    Love, Charlene

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  6. Dear Jane,
    It was so much fun to read these hopeful thoughts from the heart of young Timmy. Love the way he told Santa that he appreciates the gifts, but understands that other children may need them more. Such a mature perspective from a six year old. Blessings to you for a merry Christmas! Carolyn Devonshire

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  7. I'm smiling. Nice poem, Jane. Very creative and fun. Continued success.

    --Maurice J. Reynolds, Owner / Editor
    TGBTG! Publications, Creative Inspirations
    www.tgbtgpublictions.com

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  8. Cute, sweet, and from a child's perspective. Sometimes I think if we could have the simplicity of a child's mind the world would be better off.
    This poem says a lot about how we as adults forget the important things in life.

    Thanks
    Shirley Smothers

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