I believe in heaven, where Santa does not go.
But instead the tiny little angels find their homes below.
They mend our broken hearts, they wipe away our tears.
They impart their loving tenderness.
They blow away our fears.
As vivid as the magic of Christmas,
with all the sights and sounds.
With the twinkle lights and holly,
their love is all around.
So have hope no matter what you do.
Your little piece of heaven
with help to get you through.
Peace.
By Anne Stenehjem
2003
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