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Santa’s Secret Wish…

July 28, 2015

This is not the right season, but this is such a sweet poem.

Morning Story and Dilbert

Morning Story and Dilbert Vintage Dilbert
July 29, 2004

On Christmas Eve, a young boy with light in his eyes,
Looked deep into Santa’s, to Santa’s surprise;
And said as he sat on Santa’s broad knee,
“I want your secret. Tell it to me.”

He leaned up and whispered in Santa’s good ear,
“How do you do it year after year?”
“I want to know how, as you travel about,
Giving gifts here and there, you never run out.

How is it Dear Santa, that in your pack of toys,
You have plenty for all of the world’s girls and boys?
Stays so full, never empties, as you make your way…
From rooftop to rooftop, to homes large and small,
From nation to nation, reaching them all?”

And Santa smiled kindly and said to the boy,
“Don’t ask me hard questions. Don’t you want a toy?”
But the child shook his head, and Santa…

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