Santa’s Little Reindeer

Do you remember that there were twin reindeer born on New Year’s Eve last year?  Well, Blizzard and Georgie Gingerbread are growing up so fast!  I thought I better write a poem about Georgie while she is still my sweet little reindeer.  Would you like to see my poem?

OK, here is my new poem for Georgie Gingerbread…

Santa’s Little Reindeer

by Santa Claus

On the day before
Little reindeer’s big night
She looks at the sky
And dreams of her flight

She looks at the snow
But there’s no time to play
She will fly through the sky
She will fly far away!

The elves get her ready
They hurry up fast
Then they all wave good-bye
She is off now at last!

She is one little reindeer
Pulling Santa’s new sleigh
She pulls it so fast
She pulls it up, up, away!

She looks back down
But the elves are not there
She is high in the sky
She is high in the air

Her pretty brown hooves
Are not on the ground
Her pretty brown hooves
Move faster than sound!

Oh no! What is that?
A very big tower
Hurry up little reindeer
Santa needs some more power!

Fly little reindeer
Fly very fast
There is a big tower
That Santa must pass.

She is one little reindeer
Pulling Santa’s new sleigh
She pulls it so fast
She pulls it up, up, away!

Then down through the clouds
Is the first little roof
She stops on it gently
With each little hoof

Now Santa jumps out
And gives her a sweet
While Santa is busy
She eats her small treat

When Santa comes back
She is ready to fly
When Santa comes back
She’ll fly high in the sky

She is one little reindeer
Pulling Santa’s new sleigh
She pulls it so fast
She pulls it up, up, away!

Now Santa is done
He is done for the night
It is time to go home
‘Tis the end of the flight

She sees them below
The elves on the ground
She lands the sled softly
They’re all safe and sound!

A reindeer says “Hi!”
His nose glows so red
The elves say “Hi!” too
Then put the sled in the shed

She is one little reindeer
Getting ready for bed
She is one little reindeer
With a dream in her head

She dreams of the day
She dreams of the night
That someday, maybe,
She can fly with Santa
On his Christmas Eve flight

I hope you liked my little poem!

Merry Christmas!

Santa Claus

P.S.   Did you like my poem?  Do you think Georgie Gingerbread should help pull my sleigh one day?   (You can leave a message for me.  Or, scroll down to see what others have written!)