onsdag 10. desember 2008

I believe in Santa Claus….

I just want to give tribute to Santa……. with this little poem/story that I have been keeping close to my heart ever since I layed my eyes on it…. This tells me that Santa lives in us all…

Santa's Secret Wish                    

On Christmas Eve, a young boy with light in his eyes
Looked deep into Santa's, to Santa's surprise
And said as he sat on Santa's broad knee,
"I want your secret. Tell it to me."
He leaned up and whispered in Santa's good ear
"How do you do it, year after year?"


"I want to know how, as you travel about,
Giving gifts here and there, you never run out.
How is it, Dear Santa, that in your pack of toys
You have plenty for all of the world's girls and boys?
Stays so full, never empties, as you make your way
From rooftop to rooftop, to homes large and small,
From nation to nation, reaching them all?"


And Santa smiled kindly and said to the boy,
"Don't ask me hard questions. Don't you want a toy?"
But the child shook his head, and Santa could see
That he needed the answer. "Now listen to me,"
He told that small boy with the light in his eyes,
"My secret will make you sadder and wise.


"The truth is that my sack is magic. Inside
It holds millions of toys for my Christmas Eve ride.
But although I do visit each girl and each boy
I don't always leave them a gaily wrapped toy.
Some homes are hungry, some homes are sad,
Some homes are desperate, some homes are bad.
Some homes are broken, and the children there grieve.
Those homes I visit, but what should I leave?


"My sleigh is filled with the happiest stuff,
But for homes where despair lives toys aren't enough.
So I tiptoe in, kiss each girl and boy,
And I pray with them that they'll be given the joy
Of the spirit of Christmas, the spirit that lives
In the heart of the dear child who gets not, but gives.


"If only God hears me and answers my prayer,
When I visit next year, what I will find there
Are homes filled with peace, and with giving, and love
And boys and girls gifted with light from above.
It's a very hard task, my smart little brother,
To give toys to some, and to give prayers to others.
But the prayers are the best gifts, the best gifts indeed,
For God has a way of meeting each need.


"That's part of the answer. The rest, my dear youth,
Is that my sack is magic. And that is the truth.
In my sack I carry on Christmas Eve day
More love than a Santa could e`er give away.
The sack never empties of love, or of joys
`Cause inside it are prayers, and hope. Not just toys.
The more that I give, the fuller it seems,
Because giving is my way of fulfilling dreams.


"And do you know something? You've got a sack, too.
It's as magic as mine, and it's inside of you.
It never gets empty, it's full from the start.
It's the center of lights, and love. It's your heart.
And if on this Christmas you want to help me,
Don't be so concerned with the gifts `neath your tree.
Open that sack called your heart, and share
Your joy, your friendship, your wealth, your care."


The light in the small boy's eyes was glowing.
"Thanks for your secret. I've got to be going."
"Wait, little boy," Said Santa, "don't go.
Will you share? Will you help? Will you use what you know?"
And just for a moment the small boy stood still,
Touched his heart with his small hand and whispered, "I will."


9 kommentarer:

Terrie's Lil' Piece of Serenity sa...

Monica, My dear sweet friend. This is one of the best post I have ever read. You did a fantastic job on it!!! You truly have a heart of gold!! Luv Ya!! Terrie

Jessica sa...

Monica~ this was beautiful. Touched my heart. I agree with Terrie....you have a heart of gold.

Hugs~ J

Shelia sa...

Oh, Monica! What a beautiful poem! It's precious and really got to my heart! You're a dear!
Be a sweetie,
Shelia ;)

Jill sa...

What a touching story!!! You put it together so well with the pictures! HOw are you girl??? I have been running like crazy with Christmas shopping. :)


Laura Ingalls Gunn sa...

I believe.

Buffie sa...

Aww, that was soooo sweet...I love it! What an awesome poem!

Buffie :)

Anonym sa...

What a lovely poem! I love sweet stories like that around Christmas. We always read "Twas the Night Before Christmas" and "Polar Express" as a family on Christmas Eve. It a tradition even though my boys are 17, 12, and 10!!

Bridget sa...

Monica, that was really beautiful! Thank you for sharing that.
Hugs, Bridget

Rue sa...

Beautiful post Monica!

I love how you're decorating your home. The cookies look wonderful too. Too bad I don't live in Norway ;)