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Sunshine

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0 posted 2003-12-22 02:42 PM

Sissie’s Christmas Letter

The little tow-headed girl so fair
Found a Big Chief with paper to spare
Put it on the floor, found a crayon, green
And wrote to Santa of her dream.

Dear Santa

          How are you?
          How are the elves,
          And Mrs Claus, too?

          Are the reindeer happy and fed?
          For a long trip they’ll take
          Very soon, I hear, so Santa,
          Take good care of your reindeer.

          Santa, I’m writing for my brother,
          For my father, and mother, too.
          Bobby needs some cowboy boots
          And a horn that will give a toot.
          Father needs a hammer and nails
          And some socks to warm his toes.
          Mother needs some patience, I hear,
          For whenever I come near.
          I’ve been a trial, a pest, it seems
          And have a problem getting my room real clean.

          Please bring an extra, empty sack,
          For I’ve some toys you should take back,
          And with a bit of repair, I’m sure
          The dollies’ measles will be cured.
          Mommy says I got carried away
          When playing hospital the other day.
          She made me sit and read my books,
          And I read all five!
          Santa, never before in all my life
          Did it feel so good to be alive!
          The books took me on adventures, far,
          And even told me of Jesus, and a star,
          And of animals who talked on a midnight clear!
          Santa, can you hear your own reindeer?
          Then Santa, there was a book,
          with all the words inside it in rhyme
          So that’s my wish, if you have one,
          A book for the magic in my mind.
          Because this book gave me dreams
          That someday I would be
          Someone who could write and draw
          Pictures in poetry.

The little girl finished her letter that night
Put away her crayon, folded her letter real tight,
Asked her Mom for a stamp and envelope
And sealed her missive with love, and hope.

To the mailbox she walked the next day
Raised the red flag, her heart was so gay.
She strove to be good, and cleaned up her room ~
Mother found patience as Sissie used her small broom.

Christmas day came, with boots for her brother
Patience was still alive in her mother,
Dad had his socks, his hammer and nails
And brother had a horn, a song he did wail!

The little towheaded girl had looked and looked,
For all that her stocking had held luscious loot,
But nothing seemed wrapped up just for her,
Though her dollies with measles all seemed to be cured.

They sat around the tree, Santa’s magic was swift
When one dolly seemed to shake, then shimmy and shift
And off she fell a package this small
The little girl wondered about her clumsy doll.

Then fingers found a package wrapped prissy,
And on it, her name in bright gold, for Miss Sissie.
In it were books from Doctor Seuss in green trim
And a book from the old Brothers Grimm.

And on the bottom, to her delight,
Was a grown-up pad of paper, so white,
And pencils in number 2 lead
The sight of that went to her head.

Then in the bottom there was a note,
From Santa it was, here’s what he wrote,

Miss Sissy, I think it is very clear
You are meant to be a writer, my dear,
So practice your words, your spelling too
And I will watch for future letters from you.

Christmas indeed was very special that year
And each one that followed held memories dear.

[This message has been edited by Sunshine (12-22-2003 11:23 PM).]

Enchantress
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Canada eh.

1 posted 2003-12-22 02:53 PM

Ah, 'books'...the gift that keeps on giving.
And then one day a butterfly soars.
Gifting us with her words of life and more.
With writes of Konrad, love and living.
So much love in her heart, she just keeps giving.

Thank you for all your beautiful gifts of
woven words thoughout
the past year Karilea.

Wonderfully expressed Karilea...
I now keep a big box of kleenex next to the computer.

Hugs YOU!

~Let peace begin with me...

[This message has been edited by Enchantress (12-22-2003 02:54 PM).]

wintertao
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since 2003-11-17

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Okaloosa Island, FL

2 posted 2003-12-22 11:21 PM

beautiful!!!!

Patricia
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since 2003-04-06

Posts 2160
Missouri

3 posted 2003-12-23 07:37 AM

Karilea,
Oh, another keeper! Tonight, I am going to print out the three Christmas keeper poems written by you, my dear, and read them to the girls tomorrow night. Then when the season is over, and we pack away the Christmas ornaments, I will tuck these treasures carefully in that same box to be read each year. New holiday traditions were very much needed in our home, and you have provided that in the most wonderful way...POETRY!

I am going to the grocery today, and at the top of my list--tangerines!

Hugs to you,
Patricia

Seymour Tabin
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Tamarac Fla

4 posted 2003-12-23 07:59 AM

Karilea,
A wonderful write, enjoyed very much.

Margherita
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since 2003-02-08

Posts 22236
Eternity

5 posted 2003-12-23 08:06 AM

Dear Karilea, well that gift was well placed long ago! Words are your wondrous domain, no doubt. And they hold true treasures always.
Love and light. Margherita

LeeJ
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since 2003-06-19

Posts 13296

6 posted 2003-12-23 08:51 AM

Sunshine, this was indeed a perfect example of what life is and should be...

Amazingly wonderful read..Merry Christmas to you and yours...wishing you what you have given so very many..Luv Lee J.

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