T'was the Day Before Christmas

Twas the day before Christmas

and all through the office

a child was heartbroken, so devastated;
there could be no solace!

Santa, I hear, comes in our sleep,

which just won't do

for I want to see him.

Surely you knew!

If he comes in the night

by morn he'll be gone

and I will have missed him,

the child wailed on.

Why must I see him?

To ask for a hug!

My heart's desire this Christmas,

he said with a tug.

The child cried and cried,

it went on for quite awhile.

Snot and tears everywhere,

so high was his rile.

Finally, a letter to Santa was it:

Dear Santa,

I want a hug.  I want to see you.
Love, Child

The parchment filled,

a calm came and settled

just in time to leave

no longer rattled.