'the magic of the time
is not lost in my mind
as a girl i waited
for st nick to come in the night
i was delighted to find
that st nick was my father
and as all little girls
who dream that their dad
can do nothing bad
now that he is gone
i lost the dream
but not the song
of christmas from before
remembering each one
the twinkle in his eyes
tears of love and joy
shining in the boy
who grew up to be my father
no one could have had better'

~ marijka ~