In the eyes of our children
Santa Claus is the man
Who flew over the hills with his reindeer in his command
He lands on the rooftops and slides down the chimney
Putting presents under the Christmas tree
As he finishes, he looks up and giggles, for on a table
Sits cookies and a glass of milk all sitting on a Christmas note.
Hello Santa,
These are for you.
Love,
Mandy, John and Paul
was wrote.
Santa laughed and his belly jiggled
As he put his finger to his nose, he giggled.
As he vanished in the air
To another house somewhere
Don’t you wish sometimes,
That you were a child at Christmas time.
Matthew R. Stitt // The Writer’s Archive 