Donna Tavano: Bright Lights
By: Donna Tavano
On Santa’s last practice run ‘round the world He lost his poor Rudolph as excitement swirled. So back through the stars old Santa flew With reindeer and sleigh and the whole elf crew. He headed toward Mass-a-chu-setts, they called it, For it was the last place his sled had hauled it. He hoped the glow from his little friend’s nose Would guide him to its color of ...