Santa
Dear Santa is it true that you can
fly,
In Rudolf's sleigh up in the
sky,
Oh! if only all my friends could
see,
Rudolph’s sleigh go by with you and
me.
But I'm not really sad if I can't
meet,
And receive from you this Christmas
treat.
For on Christmas Eve while I lie in
bed,
I'll dream I'm there with you
instead.
And when I awake on Christmas
Day,
I'll know you came by on Rudolph’s
sleigh.
For in my stocking beneath the
tree,
I'll find the presents you left for
me.
Copyright © David Reeves | Year Posted 2018
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