My Dream
From the moment I posted the letter
My thoughts would often stray
Thinking about what I might get
From Santa's Christmas sleigh
Would I see reindeers
Or see a red suit and white beard
I'd hide my head under the covers
With excitement I wasn't scared
Straight to sleep mum and dad said
He's out on his rounds whilst you're
Tucked up in bed
Would he come down our chimney?
He's magic daddy said.
I heard noises on the rooftop
I imagined boot marks in the snow
And carol singers in our street
My mind was racing to and fro
My eyes were finally closing
Thinking of things that were said
I'd never peeped into cupboards
Or looked under mum and dad's bed
Oh I couldn't wait til the morning
When I'd tell mum and dad
That "he'd been "
But it was still a week before
Christmas
They said "You've just had a dream"