The Perfect Christmas Present
by: Justine Frankel (I only do this so everyone knows and if anyone ever steals im like boom bitch its right here my name - plus I have the scribblings of me writing it in my notebook)
It's
Christmastime but yet I felt,
A
little sad and blue,
When
Santa asked me what I wanted,
I
wasn't sure what to do.
I
told him little things I liked,
But
he said he didn't care,
For
the perfect Christmas gift is something,
Magical
and rare.
He
laughed a mighty laugh,
Put
me on his lap with a lift,
And
he said “Tell me young Justine,
What's
your perfect Christmas gift?”
What's
the perfect Christmas gift?
Oh,
that's easy for me,
It's
one that doesn't come gift wrapped,
Or
put under the tree.
It's
one I've wanted for a long time,
I've
waited since last year,
It's
something that's too big for paper,
I
hold it very dear.
It's
not something just anyone can get,
Because
there's only one,
It's
something that can take the rain,
And
turn it into sun.
I
think about it every night,
It's
all I want and more,
To
have one Christmas day without it,
Would
really be a bore.
It's
smile shines so brightly,
Just
like a Christmas star,
And
it has a heart so sweet and big,
That
you see it from afar.
It's
the greatest give in the world,
I
think you would agree,
Because
my gift is heaven sent,
And
delivered just for me.
If
I could put it under a tree,
And
neatly on the floor,
It's
only wrapping would be my arms,
Cause
it is what I adore.
And
when I finally open it,
I'll
never let it go,
I'll
kiss it on its Christmas lips,
Under
the mistletoe.
I
said to Santa “you must be curious,
About
this Christmas present.
I'm
sure by now you've guessed the one,
That
will make me rather pleasant”
He
smiled and said “I know the one,
The
perfect Christmas surprise.
But
go now young one, go meet with him,
And
then you'll claim your prize”
I
got the courage and now I'm here,
To
tell you what I want.
It's
not a toy, or jewelry,
Not
clothes that I can flaunt.
For
me, the perfect Christmas gift,
Will
last me all year through,
To
me, the greatest gift of all,
Is
being here with you.
