Hark! �Tis time for our grand Ol� Saint Nick
to polish his sleigh �till it�s glittering slick,
then beckon Rudolph with velvet sleeve
�Away! Let us dash �round the world this fine eve!�

Through sky�s star lights and snowflakes they speed,
staying alert for jumbo jets they must heed.
�Tis there!� Santa shouts at rooftops sight
of the child whose Wish List they�ll fill first this night.

With reindeer hushed, their sleigh comes to rest
atop the sleeping house of our Saint Nick�s quest.
Betwixt gift boxes with shining bows
he takes out a silk bag so golden it glows.

�Whoosh� down the chimney, gently he lands
sets down his surprise and unties satin bands.
One by one, answered wishes appear -
Santa checks off his list to see they�re each here.

�I�ve brought thee a chest of Rainbows bright
and soft flutter of Butterfly wings in flight.
A feather of Hope �tis here to shake,
and Stardust to sprinkle, what Magic ye�ll make!

Sparkling inside clear crystal that gleams
are Faith in Miracles and Trust in Your Dreams.�
Alas, came the last wish - Santa sighed,
he�d no way to grant it, though elves how they�d tried.

�I wish, Sweet Lad, Peace was in this sack.�
Tapping his nose, in the red sleigh he was back.
Surrounded by longed-for dolls and trains,
upward they lifted with a click of deer reins.

�There�s hope, young man, peace will find it�s way
if all the world says your prayer on Christmas Day�.
�Please heal mankind�s wounds and Let Love Win
then my Daddy can come home to us,  Amen.�