By Josie Whitehead
Reindeer, dear reindeer, what do you see
As you travel across the night sky? - - -
Mountains, forests, houses and towns?
Are they tiny when seen from on high?
Do you see all the traffic on our busy streets?
Do you see all our bright Christmas lights?
Through the eyes of a deer looking down on our earth
There must be some wonderful sights.
Do you find it quite hard to land on our roofs
And then to take off yet again?
Is your training quite hard for the work that you do
With Santa to guide with his rein?
Reindeer, dear reindeer, now don’t forget me
For I’ve tried not to make a long list,
But I know just how busy you’ll be on that night
And I’m hoping that I won’t be missed.
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