Magic and wishes sometimes come true. What I want, by R.L.Wolf The house is strung with garland A wreath is on the door A candle in the window A tree sparkling with lights This is not what I want Outside with my friends Sleds down the hill Snowflakes on our tongues Sliding on the ice This is not what I want Hot Chocolate and Cookies Candy Canes and gingerbread Up the stairs they send me To wait and pretend This is not what I want At the table they sit Wrap this, wrap that Ribbons and tape This is not what I want Not what I want at all To my room I go Presents from Christmas past Broken under my bed Set my pen to paper And write the letter Honey, you can come down now Mom, I need an envelope I fold the letter And mark it, Santa, Urgent Above the fireplace I put it And off to bed I go My eyes open Did Santa get my letter? I will soon know Down the stairs I fly The tree is bare Not a light is strung Not a tinsel is hung Under the tree is empty This is what I want Dad holds the letter To them I run And hug them tight It is perfect This is what I want Dear Santa Ten Christmas� I have known Qinisao, my pen pal, not one Give him my Christmas This is what I want Bobby My inspiration is an internal reflection of a life-time of experiences and emotions captured in words and sentences to convey my perception of the world around me. [239 Words]