She hung up her stocking on Christmas eve, next to her brothers over the fire.
She'd written a note which was placed inside, detailing her true Christmas desire.
Her brother and she scurried off upstairs, not questioning that it was time for bed.
Don't wake to early, their mother spoke, but I doubt they heard a word that she said.

The father placed presents under the tree, six each for his daughter and son.
He remembers back when he was a child, when his parents could not afford one.
Mother took down the stockings to fill them with gifts, it was then that she found the short note.
Eager to see just what this could be, that her daughter had lovingly wrote.

Dear Santa it said, if I have any gifts, please share mine, with those without any
I still have the things that you brought me last year so, you see I already have many.
As her mom read, tears rolled down her cheeks, and her heart was bursting with pride
She picked up a pen, turned over the note so, Santa could write a reply.

Dear Annie it said, your note I have read so, I've taken one gift from your pile
And your gift to me on this Christmas Eve, will last me a very long while.
For not all people see the value of giving, is as great as it is to receive.
Just as faith, hope and love are the values of life, for those like you, who believe.