poems by Donald James Dolby
Untitled
Is that Santa that I hear singing the Blues?
Is he working so hard, is he bringing the news?
Is he riding the rooftops in his old silver sleigh?
Is he full of good tidings or losing his way?
Is he troubled by greed, or does he rise above?
And still come climbing down chimneys with gifts and love.
Notes :-
December 2000