Window to the North Pole

Here is a poem I wrote a few years ago, a Winter fantasy celebrating the upcoming holiday. Only 4 nights to go until Christmas is upon us! I wish you the wonder & joy of children as they look into the snow, hoping to see Santa’s sleigh gliding through the frosty air.

There Really Is A Santa, by Tom Sierak

Window to the North Pole

An unfolding web of white glistens,

holding my thoughts in this chill,

while sweet gingerbread candles flicker

in my peripheral vision.

The sky drops little peppermint treasures

on my frosted eyelids as I look up,

I grasp onto red & white stripes as it passes –

it melts in the warmth of my palms.

Minty freshness captures my nose

as I hold my skin to the snow glossed window,

to absorb a bit more of this Winter fantasy,

as the blanket of snowflakes outside wraps itself

further ’round this December world,

and the children dance gleefully in its midst,

a prelude to Santa’s return…

*Yet it seems this place is already a North Pole of sorts..Maybe Santa and his reindeer don’t have far to go, after all..I thought I might’ve seen his rosy cheeks through that window..perhaps he dropped that candy cane..*

Copyright 12/20/16 Stacie Eirich 

Santa’s Special Delivery, by Thomas Kinkade

Merry Christmas to all!

There will be more poems, prose & book reviews to come in 2017 – as well as the second novel in The Dream Chronicles series, Bear Kingdom & The Golden Sword. I hope you’ll continue to join me on my writing adventures! Have a safe & happy holiday. 🙂 -Stacie

Author: seirich

I’m a mother, writer & dreamer living north of New Orleans, La. I love writing, music, theater, travel and my family. I’ve written and published four books of poetry and a children’s novel: Tiger Kingdom & The Book of Destiny. I’m now working on a second children’s novel.

10 thoughts on “Window to the North Pole”

  1. and the children dance gleefully in its midst,
    a prelude to Santa’s return…

    There are lots of expectations on Christmas stories that help keep these stories alive. All these happen in phases of youngsters growing up.


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