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Snowflakes softly falling
            Upon your window they play,
            Your blankets snug around you,
            Into sleep you drift away.

                        I bend to gently kiss you,
            when I see that on the floor
            there's a letter, neatly written
            I wonder who it's for.

                        I quietly unfold it
            making sure you're still asleep,
            It's a Christmas list for Santa
            one my heart will always keep.

                        It started just as always
            with the toys seen on TV,
            A new watch for your father
            and a winter coat for me.

                        But as my eyes read on
            I could see that deep inside
            there were many things you wished for
            that your loving heart would hide.

                        You asked if your friend Molly
            could have another Dad;
            It seems her father hits her
            and it makes you very sad.

                        Then you asked dear Santa
            if the neighbor down the street
          Could find a job, that he might have
            some food, and clothes, and heat.

                        You saw a family on the news
            whose house had blown away,
            "Dear Santa, send them just one thing,
            a place where they can stay."

                        "And Santa, those four cookies that
            I left you for a treat,
            Could you take them to the children
            who have nothing else to eat."

                        "Do you know that little bear I have
            the one I love so dear?
            I'm leaving it for you to take
            to Africa this year".

                        "And as you fly your reindeer
            on this night of Jesus' birth,
            Could your magic bring to everyone
            Goodwill and Peace on Earth."

                        "There's one last thing before you go,
            so grateful I would be,
            If you'd smile at Baby Jesus
            in the manger by our tree."

                        I pulled the letter close to me
            I felt it melt my heart.
            Those tiny hands had written
            what no other could impart.

                        "And a little child shall lead them,"
            was whispered in my ear
            As I watched you sleep on Christmas Eve
            while Santa Claus was here.

Author unknown....



With Special Gratitude To The Following:

**Thank you dear Adam,
for sending me this lovely poem.


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"Bring a Torch, Jeanette, Isabella"
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