Santa's Secret

Soaring thru the wintry night
A caller makes his wondrous flight.
No shooting star can steal the sky
That night of nights when reindeer fly.
A sleigh of toys they tow in haste -
Santa, too, no time to waste.
Staying course o'er land and sea -
Each home and child to fill with glee.
Can such a flight be made so quick?
Really, now, one night? Some trick!
Elves regard this long held secret.
'Tis Santa's wish to safely keep it.