With Christmas not so far
And dreams flying to the stars.
Celebrations widespread, griefs forgotten.
Merrying children and families joy laiden.
Craving for their santa to come.
In his cart across the moon.
Into the rooms through the secret gate,
And end the year long wait.
"Come O! Santa to reward my obedience"
is the cry of each child.
But for some no gifts but a hug is the cost,
To bring a million dollar smile.
The some really toiling year long,
Still unable to fill their bowls.
Their eyes too twinkling in the search of a soul,
To gift them a day of love and cheer,
a day as rhythemic as a christmas carol.
Come on let's all don the red cap,
And ring the bell in their heart.
Quietly place the treasure beneath their rocky pillow
And lit their night to burn all their sorrows.
For once let's all become a santa.
And give Jesus a reason to celebrate too.
For none of his child remain aside,
From getting his share of the joy fruit.
For once let's all be a santa.
For once let's all be a soul of hope.
