The Legend of St. Nicholas

***The Legend of Saint Nicholas***

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There he sat in a great big chair,

velvet red suit, snow-like hair.

Full of laughter, joy, and cheer;

once again that time of year.

"Mommy, mommy, who is he?"

Are words I longed to hear.

But what do you say to innocence,

to make the story clear?

Do I grant him imagination,

his mind set to explore?

Or thrust him into reality,

allowing his soul to soar?

I tell the story of Jesus,

His gracious, humble birth.

About how wise men brought Him gifts,

because He blessed this earth.

St. Nicholas too, was a humble man,

who loved all girls and boys.

He gave them joy and laughter,

by blessing them with toys.

His giving to children once a year,

to feel enormous pleasure.

Throughout eternity, each child will hold,

a day they'll always treasure.

Chosen was the day of our Lord,

I'm sure He wouldn't mind.

Sharing His appointed birthday,

with a man so warm and kind.

Jesus had inspired a man,

to lovingly care and give.

And through the spirit of both these men,

their memories will live.

So once a year, St. Nicholas' spirit,

dwells in the hearts of men.

Bringing imagination to life,

in any way he can.

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Merry Christmas to all

and to all a goodnight!