Dashing through the snow
From down the roof we fall
Laughing ’til we stop, and
Santa’s gone away!

Now he throws on the suit
Making son smile
Oh what fun it is to be
Santa Clause…

forever?

Oh no!
At least until the sequel…

S Francis began writing poetry as a teenager in New Hampshire and kept at it throughout a 27 year career in the Navy.  During that time he found homes for poems in Scholastic, Powhatan Review, Skipping Stones, Portfolio, and the Virginia Pilot.  For a year he actively blogged as Sailorpoet and was instrumental in the vision of the Go Dog Go Cafe. Following retirement from active duty, he began pursuing a writing career in earnest.  You can read more of his writing at Fullbeard Lit