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Letter From Santa:
My Dear Precious Jesus, I did not mean to take your place,
I only bring toys and things, and you bring love and grace.
People give me lists of wishes and hope that they come true;
But you hear prayers of the heart and promise your will to do.
Children try to be good and not cry when I am coming to town,
But You love them unconditionally and that love will abound.
I leave only a bag of toys and temporary joy for a season;
But you leave a heart of love, full of purpose and reason.
I have a lot of believers and what one might call fame,
But I never healed the blind or tried to help the lame.
I have rosy cheeks and a voice full of laughter;
But no nail-scarred hands or a promise of the hereafter.
You may find several of me in town or in a mall;
But there is only one omnipotent You, to answer a sinner's call.
And so, my dear precious Jesus, I kneel here to pray;
To worship and adore You on this, your holy birthday.
Brian Bagley Post
Jeanne Kapotas
Dodgeville