I believe in Santa Claus. I always have, I always will.
You can debate that he doesn’t exist until you are blue in the face like a Smurf, I won’t believe you.
I believe in endless vistas of imagination. I live there.
I believe in the magic that lives in hearts of children. It lives within me too.
I live in a world of Wonder.
I often think of six impossible things before breakfast. That merry Elf, being an enigma himself, is an inspiration to me.
Here’s a few that Santa Claus does:
- Knows if everyone has been naughty or nice.
- Flies through the air on a giant sleigh, heavily laden with toys and other gifts.
- His aforementioned sleigh is powered by eight reindeer, nine in inclement weather when a light is needed.
- Goes up and down chimneys, seemingly propelled by magic.
- Somehow he transports himself and any oversized gifts down all those chimneys without getting stuck.
- Delivers gifts all over the world on one night of the year.
Santa accomplishes things that no one else in the world can do. His joyful Ho-Ho-Hos create energy bubbles of laughter throughout the world. That jolly dude is the personification of magic and wonder. He is the Spirit of Christmas.
He’s Gold.
I do believe in Santa, I do, I do!
I do believe in Santa, I do, I do!
I do believe in Santa, I do, I do!
Always,
Alice Always the Elf