Mummy and Daddy, I think, were asleep.
As round their door I had a wee peep.
So I crept down the stairs to look at the tree,
And Santa Claus smiled - and winked at me.
He was sorting some parcels out there on the floor,
There were many more there than there had been before.
I just stood - 'cos I didn't know where to go,
And Santa Claus smiled - and whispered "Ho Ho".
I looked through the window and saw a big star,
Way out on its own - so bright and so far.
And I thought of the baby asleep in his bed,
And Santa Claus smiled - and patted my head.
I rushed back upstairs and dived into bed,
And pulled all the covers right over my head.
Had I been dreaming or was it all true?
Had Santa Claus smiled - and said "Toodle oo?"
When I told Daddy, he said "you are a nellie,
You've been eating too much ice cream and jelly."
But he's only a 'grown up', and he'd never see,
That Santa Claus did smile - AND HE DID WINK AT ME. By George H Platt
Lea Gate Close
Bolton
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