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Dec 2009
Our hero in red came tumbling down
A heavy fall but no sigh or a frown
He ate and he drank and made good of the mess
Then he disappeared back up the chimney no less.

"Mum, Dad it's christmas" came the shout
Children run down the stairs to see if Santa's about
An empty glass and a two half eaten pies
Then a big sack of presents catch the children's eyes

The parents look on with a sense of joy
Each present is opened; some sweets and a toy
It's picture perfect, a moment to tresure
If only every child could experience such pleasure.

If only our hero knew of some children's tears
No letter no presents no love, only fears
He'd do all he could to bring joy to their heart
A cuddle, a smile and laughter's a start

Love doesn't cost money, a smile causes no pain
Be there for each other, never let that togtherness wain
A present is for christmas but a family's love is for ever
remember true values its the being together.
Written by
James Andrew Wood
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   Brodey
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