~*Christmas Dream*~
There’s a place where children go
In their dreams of deep white snow
and a little village where Santa dwells
where reindeer roam, and so do elves
On Christmas Eve as years go by
And in the twinkling of an eye
They travel miles on angel wings
To see the wonders of these things
In Santa’s shop they’d see each toy
For each and every girl and boy
Just the ones each child had asked
In letters sent and traveled fast.
Up and down each busy street
With happy smiles the elves will greet
You don’t need money here you see
For toys, pies and ice cream are free
And you can ride in Santa’s sleigh
And sing Christmas carols along the way
And even Rudolph with nose so bright
Pulls each sleigh on each dark night
On sparkling pond the skaters glide
And swing and sway from side to side
In this dream on Christmas Eve.
Where children go if they believe.
By Shirley Winters
©November 2002
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