Dear Santa... (Children) - Poem by C.J. Heck
You always bring me many things,
my little sister, too,
things we love to play with
and so many things to do.
I see you in big limos
waving at us in parades.
I see you in the shopping malls
and even in arcades.
I see you on the corners
where you're ringing little bells.
I see you talking on TV
advertising big hotels.
It makes me have to wonder
if you're really really there,
or are you just too busy now
with all those things to care?
See, I have a best friend, Tommy,
and I'm sending his address
so this year you won't miss his house,
'cause Tommy, he's the best.
Please, Santa, take some time off
from those other things you do
and this year, visit Tommy's house?
He needs some presents, too.
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