Christmas Eve it is. Santa on his sleigh, Would approach your doorstep When you are asleep

You can't trick him, Smart he is. Would surprise you With a present you wished. Told the mother To the three-year-old Who looked upon her With all the trust she beheld

Now she is seven And knows the truth well She wrote a letter Addressed to Santa Like she had for seven years

But now is the time To tell her the truth To tell her it was all imagination A tradition she had followed As for any other child

Her mother approached her, With these thoughts But the sight of that innocent letter, Laid beneath the Christmas tree Prevented her to say further And let the time tell her the truth

Now I'm 16, And it's been 9 years Since I know the truth. Even my mother knows it. Yet I send a letter to Santa And always get a gift in return. In a hope to keep my innocence alive That might disappear In this fast-paced world

December 25 it is. Christ was born today! For all the love to get On this beautiful occasion I wish you all a Merry Christmas!

Merry Christmas Visitors! May Jesus lighten up your lifes and bring endless joy to your family.