My Letter To Santa!

 Dear Santa!

It's another year 

and they say 

you're coming with some  gifts and much needed cheer. 

However, 

based on your history, 

some would disagree 

for we've seen some discrepancies in the past. 

We've now entered the season 

that is suppose to offer so much joy, 

yet 

for some 

it's to only end up with not even a toy. 

As we sit in crowded rooms 

with the hope of engaging with friends of old, 

to simply sit in a crowded room alone. 

Tapping our feet to some of the greatest tunes 

from way back when, 

as the clock slowly ticks and ticks by 

as we say to ourselves "I'll be leaving soon". 

The excitement of those familiar voices in the distance, 

we can hear them moving towards us, 

closer then closer 

and eventually passing beyond our ears reach. 

Something you never get use to, 

but we adjust to 

for that's the lesson life continues to teach. 

Seeing with a broken view 

a constant flow of sounds, streams and streets of lights 

that light up the nights sky. 

Yet 

the light of those ole eyes keep passing and passing us by. 

That gleam in their eyes 

as we we see each other at first glance.

Seem to be missing an important component 

that comes with that holiday welcome stance.

The unraveling  of paper 

as we wait with anticipation of whether 

they even like what they received. 

Seeing the visual gift of seeing those 

silent gestures, expressions and body language 

are the simple gifts we no longer have the pleasure to receive. 

Those smiles that light up our hearts. 

The joy that comes from every scream of expectation 

of what is inside each gift, 

we can only use our imagination of what that looks like. 

The shimmer from decorations from ceiling to floor 

only come to life when the chime of bells ring 

or someone insists on bringing you to the mistletoe. 

Filling trays of baked cookies and pouring a glass of milk 

to say thank you for what we anticipated that you'll bring 

just to wake another year and of course come short once again.

So Dear Santa, don't leave any unwanted treats for us this coming year 

But more compassion, love, empathy for others as human beings. To cherish time, space and energy of all those we hold near.

Not focusing on limitations or inabilities, looking beyond our differences to embrace our similarities the more. 

Let us be blessed with the gift of observation to see those often overlooked during the holiday season 

Who live next door to us, across the street and around the corner

For this gives this sesson real purpose and meaning. As we look beyond the gifts we have no more Santa

or you'll be banned from the next season this time next year Santa dear.
~Author C Wells