Christmas story ” believe “

she was awoken with a loud thunderous sound
she jumped up and looked around.
it can’t be santa claus? it just can’t be.
mommy did’nt even have money to buy a tree.

she heard the sound one more time
and upon her roof they did climb.

the little pitter patter of hooves
above her head
made her turn and jump out of bed.

she ran to the window and
looked to the roof
she wanted to tell her mother
she did have the proof.

she saw something red
moving to the chimney
then she knew it had to be.
that santa claus is not only
in our hearts and minds
and will live throughout all time.

all children are supposed
to be asleep.
but through half closed eyes
they would peak.

she then heard the sounds in
the room below.
as she opened the door very slow.
to her surprise there was a tree
decorated ‘oh so beautifully’.

and there under the tree
there was gifts galore
who would think – that they were poor.

as she started to look around
at the fireplace he was found.
he was having the milk and cookies
that were left that night.
‘ oh my gosh what a beautiful sight’.

he then put his finger to his nose
and just like the book
up the chimney he rose.

she went back to her room, and climbed
back into her bed, said her prayers
and laid down her head.
she awoke the next morning
thinking it was a dream.
when she heard her mother scream.

how is this possible? how can it be?
‘all these presents, and with a tree.’
as she ran to her mothers side
the tears started to fill her eyes.

i don’t know who did this? i have no clue
and i don’t know what i should do.
she then told her what she heard
and saw the night before
when she opened up her bedroom door.

as we opened up the first package
from under the tree
we saw a metal frame with one word.
BELIEVE
now we put this question to you.
do you believe? is this story true?

louis rams

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