Secret Santa

The days grew short,
The winds blew cold.
But that can't twart,
The festival quite old!

Patience is quite needed,
Now it's top seeded.
For I have to wait,
And not fall to bait.

I wished for a gift,
Time was slow to drift,
As I waited all alone,
Cold to the bone.

All of a sudden,
I found a gift hidden,
Better than what I asked,
A book of poems unasked!

Who are you, Santa?
I'm smiling in joy.
Where are you, Santa?
I'm jumping like a boy!

Thank you quite truly,
For the gift so duly.
Love you with all my heart,
My happiness is off the chart!