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Today is also ending--
at the bottom of the snowstorm
the gigantic sun

---Arō

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Father Christmas
my fake beard becomes real
for the little boy
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Partly as research for my Christmas novel, I'm Santa Claus in the Ice Cavern. I've been told by many grandparents that I am the best Santa they've seen.

I think some parents and grandparents even believe in me as the real Santa.

Strangely enough, sometimes, only sometimes, the full set of whiskers feel very real to me, and I occasionally test them myself! ;-)

2 comments:

Jenn Jilks said...

Heartwarming.
My late father grew a beard for a Christmas Trek, he never shaved it again!

Area 17 said...

Thanks Jenn!

I can take my beard off at the end of each shift.

I'm not sure I'd want a permanent beard, but sometimes it does feel incredibly real! ;-)

Alan
The Super Renga
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