One Cold Winter’s Eve

by Jorja Shelford aged 11

One cold winter’s eve,
the snowflakes fell gracefully from the sky,
the streets were full of silence,
and the stars were high in the sky.
But out of nowhere,
there arose such a noise!
I leapt from my bed to see what cause,
an old red driver so fast and so quick,
I knew there and then it must be Saint Nick!
I ran from my room and tripped down the stairs,
just to see right in front of my eyes,
Santa Clause standing by our table and chairs!
He was eating mince pies,
and drinking some milk,
when he had finished,
he placed the presents under our bright Christmas tree,
and presents in our stocking,
then shot up the fireplace and out of the chimney.
I stood there amazed then went back to bed,
although what I just saw was amazing,
no one will believe whatever I say

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