Becoming Santa by Bike Month

(the future)

When I was ten years old and a half,
my mother took me to Santa's lap.
She told me to bring a list,
but I was only asking for ONE gift.
As I pushed the Elves aside,
I looked into Santa's familiar eyes.
Recognition struck his face,
soon he gave me a warm embrace.
I closed my eyes and cleared my throat,
what I would ask for was beyond hope.
But my request was sincere,
as Santa's heart filled with fear.

"What do you want little buddy?
Maybe a teddy, for Dougie?"

No, I need something more: Immortality.

I want the gift of travel through time
I wish the gift to only be mine
alone
time and the cosmos become my home

So Santa let out a jolly laugh,
placed his hand on the back of my neck
"How else could I travel the world,
giving presents to every boy and girl
So I shall give you this gift tonight,
In my sleigh, join my flight"
Placing his hand on my head,
in a single breath he said:

"I'm you from the future."


I have the gift of travel through time
I wish the gift to only be mine
alone
time and the cosmos: my lonely home

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