And Christmas Day drew near,
My mind began to wonder--
About all the strange things I did hear.
I heard about this big, fat man
His face covered with hair as white as snow,
That would come from a place called, the North Pole
And over all the earth he would go.
He traveled in a sleigh that flew,
And Oh, I wondered, "WHY?"
"It had to be drawn by Reindeer,
When there were no roads up in the sky?"
I thought to myself, "Only one, small sack,
Filled with candy and toys?
Could it really be enough,
For all the world's girls and boys?"
Now, how could he come down the chimneys,
Full of soot that sticks like gum?
I wondered too, " Why a fire was built,
The night he was to come?"
His bright, red suit would soon get black,
And I was sure he would look a fright!
Besides, no one could see him-- then,
As he traveled the dark of the night!
And how could he be in every store,
Sometimes fat and sometimes skinny?
Why, he even rode in the Christmas parade,
How could he be---soooo many?
I wondered if he could arrive back home,
In time to make the Christmas Eve, trip?
Or, how could he travel the whole world over,
When it took so long, by train or ship?"
Why was I told I had better be good,
Or Santa would pass me by?
And why did he give the poor children such a little,
Break their hearts and make them cry?
Yes, as a small child, my mind did wonder,
All these things--and more!
How confusing it all became to me,
These strange, strange tales, galore!
But, then one day a new story I heard,
Yes, the truth of what happened, that day.
How a child was born into this world,
And washed all the falsehoods away!
Oh, how happy I was that I no longer need wonder,
And that I could forgive all those who, LIED!
In telling me his name was Santa Clause,
When it was, The Lord Jesus Christ, the Son of God!!
© Joyce Blume