The Christmas Doll

The traditional Christmas Windows of Wonder Were set to be unveiled at five This meant to the children and parents That Santa was set to arrive Each year on the eve of the annual parade All the stores in downtown did display their annual Windows of Wonder And the town was abuzz all the day Children staring, windows frosting Their mouths open wide like their eyes Christmas was captured in an 8 by 10 box With gifts piled up to the skies Christmas presents of every sort Trees and tinsel, lights and balls Children staring, frozen stiff Christmas wishes behind plate glass walls Parents and children watched the parade Waiting for Santa to come In between all the floats, there were still the displays As the children who all stood there numb Toys and mechanics, robots and dolls Trains and race cars on tracks The children all stared and they dreamed of just how Santa would get all these gifts in his sack In the midst of the crowd was a blonde, little girl A good breeze could just blow her away She'd been hovering there, looking at one small doll And she'd been there for most of the day The parade, it passed by, but she never did look she knew Santa was not here for her There was only one thing that had captured her heart And that was the doll, that's for sure The other kids looked, made their lists in their heads Ready to tell Santa their list but, this little girl stood alone from the crowd She was cold and her cheeks were ice kissed The parade ended late, and Santa went in took his chair and he met with the throng But, this girl stood aside, never moving on up And the Santa, knew something was wrong He called her by name, which gave her quite a start She was scared, but she moved at his call She sat on his lap, and he reached down behind And he gave the small girl the small doll Her face lit the room, more than any display She said "Santa, just how did you know?" He said, "Sarah, my dear, it's as plain as can be" "It's as easy as making it snow" He put her back down, clutching her doll to her chest And she walked to the front of the store but, before she went out, she turned back to say thanks And where he was, there was Santa no more Is it magic to think that this Santa was real? Or did this man know just what he should do? He made Sarah's Christmas, by giving that doll And I'm sure he made many more too The Children of Christmas stare wide eyed all day Dreaming hard of when Santa will call But,, off in the corner of the chlly, young crowd Stands a girl, with her new Christmas doll