Santa II

I found his poem in a sewing machine drawer with counted cross stitch supplies. It was typed on onionskin typing paper, the kind people used before Spell Check, when typos needed to be manually erased. The typing is pretty bad, which means it had to have been pecked out by Jim.


Santa II


I heard the clacking on the roof
The night was geting cold and darker
As Santa parked his sleigh and reindeer
Out jumped my friends, Jim and Norma Parker.

Santa Went to Mexico

Each Christmas, Jim included a poem in cards he and my mother sent to friends and family. Some were religious, some were topical. He had mixed feelings about NAFTA.

Santa went to Mexico,

He could hire elves for less

But misfortunate came upon him,

So sad you couldn't guess.

His reindeer couldn't stand the heat

His sleigh stuck in the sand

His deliveries took 'til April 1st

With a pick-up and a van.

~December, 1996