Santa, Dear. Poem by Shannon Nicole

Lovely winter snow,
Melting on the hot sidewalks.
Children's sad faces shine with delight,
Catching invisible snowflakes on their little pink tongues.

Families turning on their Christmas lights,
Singing their favorite songs over a glass of eggnog.
Setting up their huge Christmas trees,
Every ornament shinying in the bright lights.

Building snowman out of the nice, pure snow,
Making the perfect face with their parents winter clothes.
Watching the little kids sleding down the huge hills,
Their laughing and their eyes are shining.

What a joy this could all be,
Then you see the lonely kids.
The ones that cannot not afford a Christmas every year,
They watch as everyone gets what they want.
But they see nothing for themself.

Santa, dear, please bring those special kids with nothing to own,
Something for Christmas this year.
Give them something small or big,
It doesn't matter, as long as they know they fit in.

Watching all the children's faces,
Watching them shine.
They've gotten all that they wanted,
They're going to celebrate tonight.

Thank you Santa, dear,
You've made us proud that you can help those with no money this year.
You've made them all smile,
So I thank you Santa, dear.