Waiting for Christmas Morning

Waiting for Christmas morning; she goes to bed and tries to sleep, but she’s
Awake most of the night, waiting, squeezing her eyes shut, and feigning sleep
Imagining all the Christmas wonder Santa will bring, the toys, and candy
Toys for her because she had been so very good this year
In her stocking, small gifts, overflowing; she had been so good this year
Needing to sleep because Santa doesn’t come if you’re awake
Giving her everything on her list; she has been so good this year.

Forgetting that she stuffed a slimy slug, in Owen’s backpack because he
Out ran her in track, or that she broke Jenny’s doll; hid it in the hamper,
Remembering only that she had been so good this year; she smiles, yawns.

Christmas comes faster if she is asleep; Santa knows when you’re awake
Happy things wait for her in the morning; she has been so good this year
Remembering she made A’s on her report card; she got shiny dimes
Incentive to do her best, excel, go far, attracting life’s good things
Santa makes notes of those things, she thinks; she grows sleepy
Toys and candy wait for her in the morning; she becomes happy, sleepy
Morning is presents, happy faces, tons of food, finally she sleeps thinking
All good things because she has been so good this year, deserves good things
Scarcity, she doesn’t know this word yet. So she gently falls asleep.

Morning comes, and she finds all those things she wished for while
On a street two blocks down, another little girl has been good this year
Really wanted toys, and candy for Christmas, went to sleep dreaming but
No toys and candy for her, a little girl who was good this year wakes and
Instead, she has a warm meal on the table, loving arms, a hand made present
Never had there been such a good Christmas as this Christmas, she thinks
Gifts after waiting for Christmas morning; she has been so good this year.