Merry Christmas & Blessed Kwanzaa!!
Spread a little cheer
during this magical season
even the most wicked
can believe in a reason;
if you spread the cheer.
Back when i was a child of 8 or 9. I was sound asleep on that Christmas Eve Night. We lived in a small bungalow next to railroad tracks and I slept in the attic. A noise on the roof awoke me in the cold of night. My eyes popped opened, listened for another noise. I faintly heard the jingle of bells. Up out of bed i rushed to the small attic window. There in the clear sky i saw tiny reindeer, a sleigh and yes Jolly Saint Nick.
Rubbing my eyes i took a second look and this image was still there. Then i heard a small voice say, "Merry Christmas and Goodwill to All."
A bit surprised and a bit scared i ran down the stairs, sure enough the cookies and milk were gone. Presents fill the room next to the Christmas Tree. My father's voice came from his bedroom, "why are up Rg?" "Daddy i just saw Santa Claus, I did I did, i exclaimed!" With a small laughter in his voice he said, " OK son, well go back to bed, its only 5:00 am."
Now you may say, there's no Santa Claus. But explain these things. I saw with my eyes, I heard with my ears and I spoke to my father. Once Christmas morning came and the whole family was opening presents, my mom said to me, "so you saw Santa Claus Rg?" "Yes I did, Yes I did, mommy." Both dad and mom smiled and said, "well, see there, there really is a Santa Claus."
Later that day i over heard my dad and mom ask each other when they bought the bike for me, both denied buying it to each other. My eyes gleamed, my heart fluttered. I wanted that bike so much but, ya know, I got a much better gift. The gift of seeing and knowing every childs dreams. The dream of Santa Claus. He 'is' real.
