Annabel Sheila

I wrote a letter to Santa
To make sure he would know
It's only two weeks until Christmas
And we still don't have any snow.

Just didn't want his reindeer
To have to work too hard.
I was afraid they might get stuck
In the mud outside in our yard.

I mailed my letter on Monday,
Only two days ago.
As I dropped it in the mailbox,
It slowly started to snow.

It's been snowing ever since,
More as each day goes by.
I'm getting kind of worried now
That Santa will think I lied.

I'll write another letter
And mail it off today.
Tell Santa not to worry,
There'll be lots of snow for his sleigh.

Stepping into the boardroom meeting,
Stepped out of character too.
Put a red slipper on one foot,
On the other, a bright blue shoe.

Stress at work was at a peak.
I could hardly contain my grin,
At the shock on each and every face
The moment their boss walked in.

Eyes moved slowly from my feet
To capture my innocent stare.
Each one of them convinced I think,
I was totally unaware.

Unable to contain myself.
My laughter bubbled free.
At my release, they followed suit
Relief conjoined with glee.

Our memorable meeting followed with
Coffee and doughnuts for the staff.
Office policy now includes
Time every day to laugh!

Wonder what it's like to be scared every day,
Knowing war and destruction are on the way?
Not able to run and play in the park,
Never camp out in the yard after dark.

A lot of children in far off places,
That look of fear etched onto their faces.
They don't have the freedom to make a choice.
Their stature is small and so is their voice.

Through the eyes of children, if we could see
How they view the world and how it should be.
Maybe if we lend an ear to them now,
We could make changes - they'd show us how.

Their innocence is wisdom; their honesty real,
No prejudice in them, true humanity they feel.
The lessons we'd learn would be like no others.
Imagine a world of sisters and brothers.