Oh my goodness Santa, can't you come out and play? I know you're real busy, It's the Christmas Holidays. There is still us big kids, the ones who believe do or die. You are supposed to be make believe, you're just a sweetie pie. You still live on in our minds, you're the one that always does. We will leave you milk and cookies. You know, just where it always was. Please don't forget us dear Santa. We still love you, and very deeply so. We might be big old grown ups, but you make our happy hearts glow! Written by: S. Matheson Christmas 2001 |
