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Timmy's Question
by Kate DemereeThe tiny tot stood in line
Shuffling from side to side
Wiggling now and then
His eyes so very wide
Adjusting first his coat
Next his jeans
Eyes big as saucers
Taking in the Christmas scenes
Faces of the others
Standing in the line
Looking to their mothers
As he trailed behind
When it came his turn
To set on Santa's' knee
He smiled like the others
Only timidly
He bent his head down low
And only raised his eyes
Bravely climbing steps
Half his meager size
Finally reaching Santa
He stood very still
To climb on Santa's knee
Took a lot of will
After all he was Santa
The hero on Christmas Eve
But Timmy had a question
So he would not leave
Taking Santa's hand
In his tiny fist
Wondering if this year
He'd made Santa's list
At last he made it
To the warmth of Santa's lap
Then came a noise
Loud as a thunderclap
The closing chime
Sounded through the store
Lights began turning
Out along the floor
Timmy looked up
Into Santa's eyes
When he spoke
They both got
A surprise
"Tell me Santa
If you can,
I'd really like to know
Mom told me a story
About Christmas long ago
It got me wondering
I just have to know
"
Santa looked at Timmy
His face so sincere
He knew the question
He heard it
Every year
Waving away the elf
Who stood at his side
He put his arm
Around Timmy
As his heart
Filled with pride
Santa waited patiently
As Timmy searched
To find a way
To ask Santa
About the first
Christmas Day
"Santa
Mommy told me
Christmas began long ago
In a manger, in a desert
Without decorations or snow
She said there were shepherds
And angels in the sky
A baby in a manger
Who didn't even cry
A star so very bright
Everyone saw it
Shinning in the night
She told me of the wise men
Who brought the baby gifts
That he was the Son of God
My question is this
Santa is that Christmas
That time long ago
Or is this Christmas
With presents, elves and snow
Tell me please Santa
I'd really like to know
11/30/2003 Posted on 12/01/2003
Copyright © 2025 Kate Demeree
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Jeanne Marie Hoffman on 12/03/03 at 10:09 PM I love your descriptions of the looks and behavior of the small boy. I can see him very clearly! |
| Posted by Dana E Brossard on 12/05/03 at 03:50 AM =) Very nice and well done |
| Posted by Maureen Glaude on 12/07/03 at 07:45 PM kids can ask tough questions, can't they? A sweet concept, asking this of old elf. We have such joy with the kids at our church, they come out with everything so openly. beautiful; |
| Posted by Max Bouillet on 12/10/03 at 10:51 PM For some reason this put a tear in my eye. I read this and realize that the values we are teaching our children in this age of materialism and consummerism will come back to haunt us... or perhaps even destroy us. Great verse. |
| Posted by Charles E Minshall on 12/24/03 at 02:53 AM Great picture in words Kate |
| Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 03/24/05 at 02:34 PM if I had such words spoken to me in my youth, I wouldn't have needed presents, and winding up with the coal in my sock wouldn't have mattered. |
| Posted by Charles E Minshall on 12/24/05 at 01:19 AM Nice to read again. Happy holly days...Charlie |
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