He turns the day into a delight and the night a cozy blanket,
A dream evolves into a reality under his command,
When one wishes for a new shoe, he wore the old, I like it better, he would say,
Then would very conveniently turn every heartbreak into a memory so distant,
And would bring home the sweetest of delights,
Every day, every night,
I haven’t seen the Santa,
Nor seen the fairy,
Who needs a sleigh,
When you have your pops..
I sometimes call my father pops. Haha.
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