My Mental Strength, My Santa

People say Santa gives us gifts

And wish us merry Christmas

But my Santa gives me gifts every day

And wishes all my days to be good.

He understands my silence

And reads my eyes

Fulfills all my demands.

He always wishes a smile in my lips

And fights with all my worries

He smiles in my happiness

And dances in my success

Day and night continuously

He prays for my progress.

His blessings bring a miracle

My Santa always wants me

To be at the pinnacle.

My Santa gave me my name

And also the princess crown.

Thank you my dear Papa!!!

For being my Santa

And gifting me everything;

Even myself...