A CHRISTMAS WISH

A CHRISTMAS WISH
Jingle, Jangle…Bells to ring,
Stories to read and songs to sing.
Letters to Santa, his North Pole address,
A list from each child and their special requests.
A sled or a bike, a doll or a game,
Each child had wishes, signed each with his name.
And as they arrived, Santa read each with care,
Pairing gift with a name and a tag as to where.
And just as he thought, the last letter was read,
One more appeared and this…. is what it said;
Dear Santa,
My name is Michael, and I’m writing to you,
If I send you my wishes, you’ll make them come true.
I don’t want a truck, a Matchbox or toys,
I want daddy home... like other boys.
He’s fighting a war... way across the sea,
We miss him so much my mommy and me.
I know that your busy, making all of the toys,
But Santa, I love my daddy, like all other boys.
Santa felt a small tear… drop down from his eye,
This special request, something money can’t buy.
Though gifts can be wrapped with ribbon and bow,
The spirit of Christmas, a young heart …it does know.
He called on his Elves and read them the letter,
They gathered their energy and Christmas spirit together.
Twas the night before Christmas, Michael said his last prayer,
That when he awoke his dad would be there.
Santa arrived not by chimney but by the front door,
Dressed in Army fatigues with presents galore.
He knelt by his bed, his eyes filled with tears,
Kissed him gently on cheek and and whispered into his ear,
Merry Christmas my son, it’s daddy…. I’m here!
May all of your wishes come true this Christmas. And the Spirit of Christmas stay with
you always….