A mother took her little boy To the department store To introduce him to Santa Clause And hear what he'd ask him for. To her surprise, here's what she heard And it filled her heart with joy. He didn't ask, a thing, for himself Not even one little toy. "Oh, Santa Claus" she heard him say, "I hear you're very kind; Please give to the man on the corner, sight; You see, that poor man's blind." "And for my friend, who has no dad To bring him toys all year; Please give to him, the things you planned To bring to me this year." "And you know the little girl next door; She can't hear a word I say. Please let her hear the songs we sing For this Christmas Day." On Christmas Day, the little boy Ran to the corner and there, He saw the man, and saw him smile. No longer, a cold blank stare. Quickly, he ran to his little friend, The one orphaned of his dad; And there he saw so many toys, More than he'd ever had. Next, he went to the little girl's house, To see if she could hear, And heard her singing Christmas Carols, In tones, melodious and clear. Happily, he ran to tell his mother the news But she could see it in his face That God had given to her son, Each gift, with all His grace. © Diamond C. Aloes used with permission Author's note: This poem was inspired by my son. His dad was playing Santa at a friend's store and he did not recognize his daddy. All the things he asked for were true. He was only four and a half years old at the time. He is now a grown man with children of his own and every year he plays Santa in his small hometown in Maine. He visits all the children and takes them small token gifts. He makes me so proud. A true Spirit of Christmas! poofcat.com