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Joy of giving 

He visits at dead of night,
With bagful of gifts on his back,
Silently places them at door step,
Giving what he can, his joy.

Long white beard, with a red cap,
Dressed in red and white robe,
Hardly his identity, can any know,
Loves to give and remain unknown. 

Earth in need of, many of them,
With joy of giving, those roam,
Spreading happiness in hamlets, 
In silence remain unidentified.  OPEN FOR COLLAB✨ #ATsanta
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Joy of giving 

He visits at dead of night,
With bagful of gifts on his back,
Silently places them at door step,
Giving what he can, his joy.

Long white beard, with a red cap,
Dressed in red and white robe,
Hardly his identity, can any know,
Loves to give and remain unknown. 

Earth in need of, many of them,
With joy of giving, those roam,
Spreading happiness in hamlets, 
In silence remain unidentified.  OPEN FOR COLLAB✨ #ATsanta
• A Challenge by Aesthetic Thoughts! ✨ 

Collab with your soulful words.✨ 

• Must use hashtag: #aestheticthoughts 

• Please maintain the aesthetics.