Letters to Santa
Rather than write a story I decided to write a poem about
a recent discovery of an old shoe-box which had been
festooned with decorations by my mother over the years.
She passed away 10 years ago just after Christmas. She had
included it among the things she wanted me to have and it
had gone unnoticed until recently. I suspect her message is
a timeless one which she'd want shared with all sons and
daughters. Thank you mom, for making this a very special
Christmas.
Letters to Santa
Today while searching closets I looked upon a shelf, And
found thereon a shoe-box in a corner by its self. I read
upon its cover "Letters to Santa contained inside," I then
removed a ribbon which around the box was tied.
Quickly opening the cover the first thing to catch my eye,
Was a note atop my letters found neatly stacked inside.
Written by my mother oh so many years ago, Was lovingly
scribed a letter titled "Things you need to know."
She left so many years ago but it seems like yesterday, When
she helped me write to Santa and told me what to say.
"Always start, Dear Santa," is what mother said to me, "Then
say you've been a real good boy and your name is Lea."
She'd sit and help for hours as I'd write my Santa note,
Then off to Santa's Village went my letter filled with hope.
And on each and every Christmas day it never failed to be,
I'd find the things I asked for beneath our Christmas Tree.
"I hope someday you'll find this in the things I left to
you, It is my greatest treasure kept inside this box for
shoes. I'd often sit and read them as life made my boy a
man, And recall how you wrote them as I held your tiny
hand."
"You'd sit and write for hours making sure that Santa knew,
About all the things you wanted from trains to brand-new
shoes. Each year I'd say I mailed them but alas I couldn't
part, With the dreams of my baby as it would surely break my
heart."
"I copied each and every note and sent them on their way,
Then placed your letters in this box for you to read one
day. I hope when you read them that a message from above,
Will fill your heart with wisdom and God's endless love."
Love always, Mom.
Lea MacDonald inventor@adan.kingston.net