Behind this wall of glass
I am yearning, to be free
This Christmastime, dear Santa
Bring my loved one close to me
He seems so far away from me
Yet nearer, to my heart
Santa, let those reindeer fly
Let us never be apart
I don't like my solitude
Nor the chains that tightly bind
Santa, open up his heart,
So my sweet gift, he will find
It's not a fancy present
Let the Christmas lights grow dim
I'll lay upon the silken snow
Just me, wrapped up for him
Susan Jane Kahon
Dec. 21, 2004
ICYU
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