A Visit From Sam
Adapted by Helen in Colorado from
A Visit from Santa Clause by Clement C. Moore
Twas the night before Christmas
Where Sam leaped again
Into another life where
he?d have to pretend
He saw stocking?s were hung
by the chimney with care
And wondered what job he had
Why he was there.
Sam found children nestled
and snug in their bed
And prayed no one?d be hurt
That he?d save them instead
His ?wife? was sleeping,
so he looked around
To learn of their lives
From what could be found
He checked in "his" wallet,
His name it was Mike
Then the imaging door opened
Al said ?Where?s the bike??
Sam looked at him staring
Won?dring ?What could Al mean??
Then Al hit the handlink
And set the whole scene
?Sam, you?re to make sure
The brakes will work right
On the kid?s new bicycle
Make sure they are tight.
'Cause the story will be
If you don?t do your par,
The kid will get hit
And be killed by a car.?
Sam looked determined
To save that small boy
And he found the bike box
To his infinite joy.
He took out the pieces
And set right to his work
In no time he was finished
Gave the wrench a final jerk.
He expected to leap out
Right then and right there
But it wasn?t happening
So he sat in the chair.
?So Al, is it Christmas
There like it's here??
And he looked down a moment
To his eyes came a tear
Al told him ?No summer,
It a hot one today?
Then Sam looked up,
a request he did say.
?Al, please do me a favor
This year just for me.
I?d like to leave presents
Under the tree.
For my wife and my children
And my granddaughter too
I don?t know when I?ll be home
So I?m asking you
For Donna, a locket
?My Dulcinea? it should say
?Tu Amor es mi Corazon*
From your Sam, faraway."
For Stephen, a book
Make it Lord of the Rings
At his age he?d like storys
Of wizards and kings.
To my office you?ll go
For Sammie Jo?s gift
Give my copy of Brigadoon
Third shelf...or the fifth.
For Isabella, a stuffed bear
That?s appropriate for age
For the rest of the project,
I?ll let you be the gauge.?
Al nodded and promised
He?d do all he could
And he swore to his friend
They?d be wrapped as they should
Then Sam wondered again
If he would soon leap
But he was so tired
He decided to sleep.
Al left him that way
Cuddled up in the Chair
And went back to the control room
The list to prepare
When Sam woke again
He was surprised then to see
He was still sitting there
Beside that bright tree.
In his hand was a note
From a Bartender named Al
He couldn?t take with him
But he could read now
It said ?Thank you, Sam
For all that you do.
I know home?s what you want
And I want that for you.
But ?til then here?s my message
'Cause I need you to know
?Merry Christmas, my friend Sam?
For you?re soon to go"
Then to the fireplace
The note took it?s flight
And burned in the flames there
As Sam leaped out of Sight.
*Your Love is my heart
Merry Christmas to everyone at
Al's Place
Adapted by Helen in Colorado from
A Visit from Santa Clause by Clement C. Moore
Twas the night before Christmas
Where Sam leaped again
Into another life where
he?d have to pretend
He saw stocking?s were hung
by the chimney with care
And wondered what job he had
Why he was there.
Sam found children nestled
and snug in their bed
And prayed no one?d be hurt
That he?d save them instead
His ?wife? was sleeping,
so he looked around
To learn of their lives
From what could be found
He checked in "his" wallet,
His name it was Mike
Then the imaging door opened
Al said ?Where?s the bike??
Sam looked at him staring
Won?dring ?What could Al mean??
Then Al hit the handlink
And set the whole scene
?Sam, you?re to make sure
The brakes will work right
On the kid?s new bicycle
Make sure they are tight.
'Cause the story will be
If you don?t do your par,
The kid will get hit
And be killed by a car.?
Sam looked determined
To save that small boy
And he found the bike box
To his infinite joy.
He took out the pieces
And set right to his work
In no time he was finished
Gave the wrench a final jerk.
He expected to leap out
Right then and right there
But it wasn?t happening
So he sat in the chair.
?So Al, is it Christmas
There like it's here??
And he looked down a moment
To his eyes came a tear
Al told him ?No summer,
It a hot one today?
Then Sam looked up,
a request he did say.
?Al, please do me a favor
This year just for me.
I?d like to leave presents
Under the tree.
For my wife and my children
And my granddaughter too
I don?t know when I?ll be home
So I?m asking you
For Donna, a locket
?My Dulcinea? it should say
?Tu Amor es mi Corazon*
From your Sam, faraway."
For Stephen, a book
Make it Lord of the Rings
At his age he?d like storys
Of wizards and kings.
To my office you?ll go
For Sammie Jo?s gift
Give my copy of Brigadoon
Third shelf...or the fifth.
For Isabella, a stuffed bear
That?s appropriate for age
For the rest of the project,
I?ll let you be the gauge.?
Al nodded and promised
He?d do all he could
And he swore to his friend
They?d be wrapped as they should
Then Sam wondered again
If he would soon leap
But he was so tired
He decided to sleep.
Al left him that way
Cuddled up in the Chair
And went back to the control room
The list to prepare
When Sam woke again
He was surprised then to see
He was still sitting there
Beside that bright tree.
In his hand was a note
From a Bartender named Al
He couldn?t take with him
But he could read now
It said ?Thank you, Sam
For all that you do.
I know home?s what you want
And I want that for you.
But ?til then here?s my message
'Cause I need you to know
?Merry Christmas, my friend Sam?
For you?re soon to go"
Then to the fireplace
The note took it?s flight
And burned in the flames there
As Sam leaped out of Sight.
*Your Love is my heart
Merry Christmas to everyone at
Al's Place
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