Letters to Santa
This Christmas in the ________ Ward
There’ll be a tale to tell.
All the little notes to Santa
Got mixed up with some from--well?
First Brother _______ discovered
That his sock had sprung a leak
His momma’d tried to tell him
He’d regret that meanness streak!
Sister _______ knew for sure
Her note had gone astray.
When she opened that enormous gift
And found a bale of hay.
That thing in Brother _______ shoes
Doesn’t smell like something chocolate.
That lump of something kinda’ brownish
Was just his dirty socklet.
Sister _______ opened what she hoped
Would be a cute new blouse.
But all she found was cookie crumbs
And a frightened little mouse.
Brother _______asked for tools
Just imagine his surprise.
When he got a little puppy
With sad and doleful eyes!
Brother _______ has always wanted
A parrot who could talk.
But this year his gift from Santa
Was a fruitcake, hard as ROCK!
Brother _______ asked for a violin
Such music he could make.
Instead, his gift was a bit weird
A mix for Crocker cake.
Brother _______ wanted a recliner
As soft as clouds of foam.
But Santa left a dresser set
Of matching brush and comb.
Sister _____ is always on a diet
(and so what else is new?)
Santa left a great big box
Of chocolates signed ‘Just for You.’
Brother _____ had his heart set
On a fire engine red!
But if you’re nice he just might let
You share his instead.
Brother _______ got a pair
Of dainty little slippers.
For fishing he would rather had
Boots that reach clean past his hippers!
Brother _______ remembered he had
Wanted a train set as a kid.
Santa must be most confused
He left a kettle with a lid.
Brother _______ had visions
Of winning on the course,
With golf clubs in a fancy bag.
He got a sway-backed horse!
Sister _______ had her heart set
On roses, long and slender stems.
Alas, what shall she do?
With a box of fake gems.
Of course you know there has to be
Some coal-a great big lump.
Now would you ever have believed
Brother _______ surely now has sunk.
With wrappings scattered everywhere
You would think that’s surely all.
There’s one more ‘neath the pretty tree
It’s for Brother _______ . A Barbie doll?!
May B. Winkel ©2003