Magic of Santa

"It was the night brfore Christmas and all through the house, Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse."

Wait a minute, what is this I see?
It is my five year old peaking out from the tree.

She awaits his arrival to confront her fears,
For each Santa she has seen has been Different this year.

This time of year, Santa is such a busy boy,
But he wants to hear each child's request for that special toy.

To do this by himself, Santa would be very tired,
So Santa hand-chose the Santa team that was hired.

These Santas keep track of every request,
Then visit the North Pole as Santa's personal guests.

So whether Santa is in a store, in the mall or in a car,
He knows what an angel you really are.

My love, go back to your warm and toasty little bed,
Let the dreams of sugarplums dance in your head.

In the morning when you awake,
Santa will have left presents for you to shake.

Merry Christmas, my little angel.

Anzela Metcalf - Dec. 2004

Created by: Anzelas