Santa to the Rescue

By Christmas eve of eighty-six
we were used to Dad’s yule-tide tricks.
With rockets and nets, so went the plan,
Dad figured to snag the kindly ol’ man.

We knew the garage must have some role
in keeping Santa from the North Pole.
And so it did—but wait, what’s this?
It seems something is a little amiss.

What is that out there, it isn’t a sleigh.
Oh, no! A helicopter got in the way.
And not just any, this Christmas Eve night,
this had to be a military flight.

Quick as a wink, the yard is ablaze,
with lights and shouting and Dad in a daze.
Suddenly more lights appeared in the sky.
What were they saying? CIA? FBI?

We started wondering if they would set bail.
If not Dad would spend Christmas in jail.
And then on the scene, so lively and quick,
who comes to the rescue but good ol’ Saint Nick.

What a sight was he, so jolly and round,
and everyone laughed as he jumped to the ground.
“Now I want you to know,” Santa said with a smile.
“Dad and I've known one another quite a while.”

“It’s a long story, and it goes way back.
In fact, the whole tale is right here in my pack.”
He handed Dad a box, wrapped with ribbon and bow,
Saying, “Sorry I’m late, got caught in the snow.”

Nothing was said as Santa jumped to his sleigh,
and called to his team to be on their way.
We were all staring and in total awe.
No doubt disbelieving what we just saw.

Finally, the General asked, “Is this some trick?”
And Dad said, “No, that was really Saint Nick.”
The General thought, then asked with a grin,
“So why did you let him get away then?”

“Well,” Dad told him, “what else could I do?”
My rockets and nets are were what brought down you.”
The General nodded, then said with a wink,
“Dad, let me tell you just what I think.”

“We heard you were trying to catch the ol’ guy,
and that was the reason this fight came by.
We thought we’d see just how things went,
once you’d caught the jolly ol’ gent.”

“But now I would venture to change what I thought,
and suggest that Santa shall not be caught.
I’d bet catching Saint Nick is only a ploy.
It’s really the chase that you both enjoy.”

Dad just smiled and said, “You never can tell.
I’m beginning to know the ol’ guy pretty well.
One of these days, ol’ Saint Nick he may slip.
Then I’ll be making that Christmas Eve trip.

About this poem

For all but one year between 1978 and 1992 I wrote a Christmas poem for my Dad about him and Santa—because for years he teased us kids and his grandkids that one day he would catch Santa and there would be no more Christmas. But what started as Dad’s schemes to catch Santa ended in him and Santa being friends.

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Written on December 24, 1986

Submitted by LinYoest on November 11, 2023

2:31 min read

Quick analysis:

Closest metre Iambic pentameter
Characters 2,359
Words 505
Stanzas 13
Stanza Lengths 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4

Linda Yoest

I am 70 years old. I used to write poetry quite a bit in my 20s and 30s, but haven't for a very long time. I wrote my favorite poem in 1984 and gave it framed to my parents for Christmas--it was on tracing paper over a drawing I did of a hand. My parents have passed away; the poem hangs over my computer desk. It was published in American Poetry Anthology 1987, Volume VII, Number 1, edited by John Frost. The title is The Element; page 306; my last name at that time was McDonald. It's time to get back to reading--and maybe writing--poetry. more…

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  • npirandy
    Since you were so kind to me, I thought I would read your Christmas poem. After all, if Robin loved it, I was sure I would too. I was right. I thoroughly enjoyed it! It was clever and fun. I've always been a sucker for Christmas. Thanks for the giggles. 
    LikeReply 17 months ago
    • LinYoest
      Thank you, Randy. It was fun writing these for my Dad. I have more, but as I commented to Robin my favorite was too long for the contest; this was my second favorite.
      LikeReply7 months ago
  • Jewoo525
    I love this poem so much. It captures the childhood wonder of Santa so well. It brings up warm memories of my parents creating the illusion of Santa Claus for me. I especially love the penultimate stanza, it understands the whole nature of Santa Claus very well. With all the debates raging on the internet these days, I sometimes see Santa caught in the crossfire with some parents deciding not to partake for various reasons- I think this poem's sentiments make a great argument in favor of the harmless illusion that we make for kids.

    A jolly poem as we head into a jolly season. I enjoyed reading it. Keep writing!
    LikeReply 17 months ago
    • LinYoest
      Thank you! It was so much fun writing these—I wrote about a dozen of them for my Dad over as many years.
      LikeReply 17 months ago
  • lovingempath
    I love this Linda! It's playful and well thought out with great rhythm and rhyme!
    LikeReply 17 months ago
    • LinYoest
      Thanks Robin. It is actually my second favorite of all the Santa poems I wrote for my Dad. My number 1 favorite is was too long for the guidelines.
      LikeReply7 months ago


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