I Saw Santa Claus

Snow had fallen, Christmas Eve morning, On every rooftop and branch adorning Burying my rural world in white, And changing this place overnight Early, I had wandered out the door, Wanting to take in the forest more I did gasp and my foot did pause, When indeed, I saw Santa Claus Standing alone there in the clearing, Attending to his reindeer, so endearing Quietly, I peered from behind a tree, Hoping that he would not spot me That day ... I did believe my eyes, For the truth is hard to disguise He was no man with a loose beard, He was not the kind that children feared Dressed up in a phony costume, Wandering around a department store room Golden jingle bells rang out their sound, When his sleigh lifted off the ground I knew that what I saw was real, Because the young at heart can feel.