The Santa Sans Festive Gears

Flowing white beard, nor happy cheers, Pot-bellied nor with trademark gears, Clear of set symbols Santa appears, No reined-in reindeer his cart steers. In a red beret jacket that night, No one sees a kindly old man, But a diminutive woman— Blue jeans, black scarf sharp winds to fight! A Secret Santa1 all so rare, Care, concern writ large on her face, No vague, festive commercial air, She showed genuine feminine grace. Well past many a goodly mall, Wherein festive spirit seemed loud, All hotels posh and passable, Laudable, lost she looks in crowd. Oh, there can't be enough, she sighs, Spotting a poor at a bus stand, As a girl to her frail bosom be-ties, She's handed a bill— hundred Rand, As Merry Christmas to her says, One was taken to a doctor, Of two being raised without ways, Yet, a smile sprawls all over her. Thanks to Larry's1 heart-felt efforts, Angels in a nation-wide dash, Busy helping folks with small cash O to reach crowds of needy hearts. Subtlety in a world of splash, A Santa sans all festive gears Handing over small ready cash That earned rare smiles if not loud cheers. ____________________________________________________ 1. One, Larry Stewart, gave away some $1.5 million over 26 years before dying of cancer in 2007. It was his idea to start a Secret Santa campaign to help with ready cash to the needy on Christmas. _____________________________________________________ Happenings | 03.12.10 |