As Christmas time approaches
I look back over the year,
and thank God for my shelter kitty
and the meaning of the season is clear.

My life has so much more purpose
and is so much happier too,
since she gave me all of her love
and made every day brand new.

Her wonderment at the Christmas
lights brings us both such delight.
She makes me laugh at her antics,
she curls up close to me at night.

She likes the tree and ornaments
and the tinsel and garland too.
She listens to the Christmas carols
and 'helps' with the gift wrapping I do.

She has brought such love and laughter
and as the year comes to a close...
I treasure my 'pound purrie'.
I'm lucky to have her, Santa knows.

© Susan Orloski 

 

He's seen in the smiles
the whole world is sharing.

He's found where there's friendship
and loving and caring.

He's felt in warm handshakes
When people are meeting.

He's heard in the cheer of
a Christmas time greeting.v
His spirit's behind
all the gifts we receive

He's everywhere, always
to those who believe!
 

 

 

Snowflakes softly falling,
upon your window they play.
Your blankets snug around you,
into sleep you drift away.

I bend to gently kiss you,
when I see that on the floor...
there's a letter, neatly written.
I wonder who it's for.

I quietly unfold it,
making sure you're still asleep.
It's a Christmas list for Santa,
one my heart will always keep.

It started just as always,
with the toys seen on TV.
A new watch for your father,
and a winter coat for me.

But as my eyes read on,
I could see that deep inside...
there were many things you wished for,
that your loving heart would hide.

You asked if your friend Molly
could have another Dad;
It seems her father hits her,
and it makes you very sad.

Then you asked dear Santa,
if the neighbors down the street...
could find a job, that they might have;
some food, and clothes, and heat.

You saw a family on the news
whose house had blown away.
"Dear Santa, send them just one thing,
a place where they can stay."

"And Santa, those three cookies
that I left you for a treat...
could you take them to the children
who have nothing else to eat?"

"You know that little bear I have...
the one I love so dear?
I'm leaving it for you to take
to Africa this year".

"And as you fly your reindeer,
on this night of Jesus' birth,
could your magic bring to everyone
goodwill and peace on earth?"

"There's one last thing before you go,
so grateful I would be,
if you'd smile at Baby Jesus
in the manger by our tree."

I pulled the letter close to me,
I felt it melt my heart.
Those tiny hands had written
what no others could impart.

"And a little child shall lead them,"
was whispered in my ear.
As I watched you sleep
on Christmas Eve...
while Santa Claus was here.