When I was young and innocent, I believed in Santa with all my heart.
He was good to me.
When I became older and not so innocent, I decided he didn't exist.
And yet he was still good to me.
And when I became a parent with little innocent ones of my own I realized
I was Santa, and life is good.
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Comments
Great Thought.
Once you realize it , your amazed that the truth has been there all along, but I was too blind till now . Thanks & Stay Safe Merry Christmas
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Good thoughts. Thank you.
>>> Kay
cool little poem
thank you for sharing it, hon
True Story
We have three kids, and I can verify that this is true. Merry Christmas to all.
Janice