If I beg you not to leave
will you stay with me and believe,
in stories of Santa’s reindeer
that you whispered in my ear.
This is our compassionate moment
although filled with torment,
of knowing you cannot stay forever.
Perhaps through one more endeavor?
Stories where fear imposes
On reindeer with glowing noses,
But its always a happy day,
when the story ends the classic way.
You, my frosty, will melt,
along with everything I felt.
I will be waiting here,
Everyday till next year.
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