THROUGH THE EYES OF A REINDEER

THROUGH THE EYES OF A REINDEER

I travel across a wide open sky,

To a far off land, I fly, and fly.

If you are so lucky, maybe a glimpse of me,

As I pass over where you are to be.

The sound of bells is a warning well known,

Over your world I have flown, and flown.

I am not so real to those without dreams,

Only in the heart of a child it seems.

Through the eyes of a reindeer this tale is told,

To the young at heart it will never grow old.

Keith Garrett

 

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