The question, is there really a Santa, is a one which is asked by many children, especially at Christmas time.
But what about the adults, do you believe in the jolly old man? Consider these
poems before you answer the question.
Many say believing in Santa brings magic to Christmas. And others say
only children believe in Santa. But, we know that there are many adults who
also believe that jolly old St. Nicholas does exist. May these poems give
them thoughts to think about.
'Twas the night before Christmas
And I was beginning to doubt
That Santa won't come
And that caused me to pout.
But then I heard the jingle on the roof
It could only be a reindeers hoof.
I closed my eyes, and pretended to sleep
Not a whisper from me, not even a peep.
I rose early the next morn
And, oh, what a delight
Santa did come
In the middle of the night.
Of course there is a Santa Claus.
It's just that no single somebody
Could do all he has to do.
So the Lord has spread the task among us all.
That's why everybody is Santa Claus.
I am.
You are.
Is Santa only for kids? My answer is no, what keeps Santa alive is the
magic of believing. Santa you see is not just the man himself, nor the reindeers, but
the spirit of him. And like everything else you either believe or you don't. So
this Christmas be like the child who is so excited, let the joy, love, generosity, and happiness
of the season be within you! We hope these poems about Santa Claus restores
your faith in him. Share these poems with others especially if they don't believe!
You may also want to consider the writing of Lionel B. Moses on the subject of Santa Claus:
The Truth About Santa Claus
by Lionel B. Moses
The most stupid falsehood that ever wounded the trusting heart
of childhood is the smug "admission" that there is no Santa Claus,
When we tell a child that Santa Claus comes on Christmas Eve, we
tell a truth so beautiful that it is difficult to believe anyone could
do such a wicked thing as to tarnish that truth.
Anyone who tells a child that DADDY is Santa Claus is helping
to spoil Christmas for the whole world. Daddy indeed! He flatters
himself. He may be the finest Daddy in the land — but he isn’t
Santa Claus. Can Daddy touch the heart of all the world, and for
a day make loving kindness bloom where only selfishness and greed
appeared before? No; only Santa Claus can do that.
And there's a special reason for using jolly old St. Nicholas as
the surest symbol of a blessed and very real thing. All our lives,
truths are placed before us in symbolic form — not to deceive us,
but to impress the truth upon us more convincingly. And, of course,
when we are very young we comprehend only what we can see, feel,
hear, smell, or taste. Who ever thought a child was being deceived
when Mother said — "Bundle up warmly before you go out, or
Jack Frost will nip your ears"?
The day your child "learns the truth about Santa Claus" should
be your opportunity for one of the happiest heart-to-heart talks of
a lifetime — your opportunity to teach the deeper, holier truth
about Christmas; the truth of the deathless power of love, returning
year after year.
Hang up a stocking on Christmas Eve? Certainly! Do you dare
to say that on that holy night no returning spirit of the Babe of
Bethlehem enters your home, blots out unkind thoughts, bids us
give gifts as the Wise Men did, and spreads peace on earth to men
of good will?
Call the Spirit what you will. Every word we tell the babies is
the living blessed truth. It is a Spirit that brings the gifts . . and
for my part I love the dear old name we have always used. I still
believe in Santa Claus.
