A Child’s Heart
Long gone is the time
When dreams were made of cotton candy
Toys were made in a factory
Of gnomes and a chubby man, so dandy
Just a month before
I’d drop my letter in the mail post
Filled with my sincerest words
Of the wishes I cherished the most
The special night came
I was afraid to go to the chimney see
If Santa had read my letter
And brought the right presents for me.
‘Let’s see what this is!’
I said as I tore the present open
Oh what a wonderful joy!
It was the iron and table I had chosen
Innocence is lost now
As you grow, the bearded man is no more
And when they reveal this to you
A child’s heart aches, a child’s heart is sore
I look back now
It was such a long time ago
And just like the myth of Santa
Some of those you love also go.
Everything has changed
Where’s the magic of December?
Just memories I hold dear
All the innocent bliss I remember.