Silent night, holy night
About this time every year
the kids ask me,
what is a
Santa
Claus?
And I kind of smile and I remember
when I was their age
and the wonderment
and excitement that was
Santa
Claus
comes back to me.
This magical,
mystical creature who once a year
brings so much happiness
to so many people
is with us again.
And I remember. I remember what my mother
used to tell me when I asked her about
Santa
Claus.
She'd sit down and lift me
to her lap and say,
Son,
Santa
Claus is many things.
He's a world traveler, a toy inventor, a diplomat,
and he has the biggest and best delivery system ever devised.
He's a genius and can pack more sleds,
bicycles and dolls and candy and blocks and toy cars
and airplanes into one bag
than anyone else.
And he can even get a supersonic robot
who will play with a little boy in there too.
He receives more mail than the
President,
makes more trips than the
Secretary of
State
and gives your daddy more funny neckties
than he knows what to do with.
He's seen everywhere, standing on street corners,
in department stores, on billboards,
and some even say they've seen him
high in the sky in his sleigh.
Santa
Claus loves little children and animals and has
seven wonderful reindeer that go with
him every year when he makes his
visits around the world.
He has more friends and more helpers
than anyone else on earth.
And he loves the cold weather so
much that he lives at the
North
Pole.
Best of all, he doesn't ask much for his services,
just that all little girls and boys be good
and fair and grow up that way to make the
world a better place and
Santa's job a little
easier.
And so when the children ask me,
what is a
Santa
Claus, I tell them.
Tell them what my mother told me
and it makes them happy.
And I think when my mother told me,
it made her very, very happy, too.