- by Del "Abe" Jones
Dear Santa, I'm older
But, still believe in you
(At least, I believe in
The things you try, to do).
Maybe, I can't ask for
A Tonka, or, a train.
(But, if you'd bring one of them
You know, I won't complain).
But, what I really wish for
Is a special present
Love that can't be "returned"
Once it has been sent.
Everybody needs a little
And some, need a lot
But, if you get a tiny bit
You still know what you got.
So Santa, drop a little
Under each Christmas tree
Then, all will get a present
From what it's 'posed to be.
And if there is no tree
For the alone, and poor
When you get, to their place
Just, drop, a little more.
Dear Santa, I'm older
But, still believe in you
(At least, I believe in
The things you try, to do).
Maybe, I can't ask for
A Tonka, or, a train.
(But, if you'd bring one of them
You know, I won't complain).
But, what I really wish for
Is a special present
Love that can't be "returned"
Once it has been sent.
Everybody needs a little
And some, need a lot
But, if you get a tiny bit
You still know what you got.
So Santa, drop a little
Under each Christmas tree
Then, all will get a present
From what it's 'posed to be.
And if there is no tree
For the alone, and poor
When you get, to their place
Just, drop, a little more.
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