Santa Means a Lot To Me
Here is something you must hear
It’s about the man in red very dear
Hauling a bag filled with love
It got to be Santa with a big hug
It’s the 25th of midnight and as I sleep
I hear my window go creep creep
So as I wake and try to peep
I see my window move with the breeze
So I bound back to the bed not so pleased
Closing my eyes in deep sleep
Dreaming of the gifts wrapped in red
I would love to see under my bed
And as I wake with the sun shinning on me
I see a box wrapped near the Christmas tree
So eagerly I take the next step to see,
I hear a voice saying
“Sunny boy it’s your gift and it must be he”
So I quietly turn back and try to peep
To my surprised it was my Dad in red
Saying Merry Christmas to me
So you see Santa means a lot to me
Coz it’s my Dad and it got to be he
- Sherwin Fernades
Copyright © Sherwin Fernandes | Year Posted 2015
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