~ Santa's Gift ~

It is Christmas Eve
My Dad went to sleep
The night is Holy
The stars shine so deep.

I kneel by my bed
As I remember
Something Santa said, long ago
"I know you are grown
I know you are pretty much on your own
Still I have something in my bag for you,
It is not wrapped with beautiful bows of gold
Yet it is a treasure to behold".



He opened his bag, inside I found
Angel dust, sprinkles with care
All the love from people everywhere,
When I woke up that Christmas morn
I felt the love
I knew I was shined upon.

Santa's Gift, I am sure you see
Was the love I feel for my family.

Linda Ann Henry ©2004
Do you remember me
The people's poet