Dear Santa

Dear Santa, 

I haven't quite proposed,  

For many moons I've prayed to you, 

Yet hurts to leave me lone. 

Santa I renounce to you, 

The many wishes made. 

For just this year I beg of you, 

My wish is that of change. 

I wish to change the dark of dusk, 

The light of dawn indeed, 

I wish that you will hear from me, 

My eyes of blue and need. 

I wish that tides of water, 

Shall not magnetize to moon, 

I wish that all the daughters, 

Of lone mothers, 

You can to soothe. 

Dear Santa I am tired- 

Of the common rivers sway, 

I hope that you would lighten me, 

To walk with joy this day. 

I wish that just for once this year, 

You’ll say your first hello, 

Though ponies to the little girls, 

May often prove a show.  

A more dire need is brewing, 

In the womb of those who know. 

I reckon you’ve been packing up, 

The slay of tainted toys, 

Though that has shown as misdirect, 

To all your little boys. 

To my surprise you've left ignored, 

The most desired need, 

Youve hidden all the miracles, 

Under the flying steeds. 

But I have quite a faith in you, 

I know that you could change, 

For it is you who has a choice; 

Now show these girls a way.