And she flew away

High into the opening skies,
Going wind all the way.
Birds to follow her,
Flocked together with honey light ray.

Through the white meadow,
Past the barren field,
Into distant lands of happy waters,
Cold, covered with an icy shield.

Drops of melting chill,
Pieces floating away,
Thirsty Reindeer spotting a home,
By the river line, near the transparent tray.

Santa had come with her presents,
Sneaked it under the shiny tree,
Her eyes wanted to open,
To grab those joyous bundles of bumbling glee.

Her ride was to end,
Blanket to be moved,
“Claire”, the mom touched,
And Sleep gave way to the smile that showed.

Into arms she flew,
Again a different world,
Merry Christmas, was whispered,
And her little lip twirled.

Deep blue sea, Tomorrow,
Promised her dream god,
Truce was made between will & want,
Dancing she went, towards the brown & green rod.