Eliza was a jolly little lass, With a birthday near Christmas, oh what a blast! At six years old, so happy and bright, Her imagination soared to dizzying height.

While others wrote letters to Santa with care, Listing toys and treats they hoped he'd share, Eliza was busy with her own creations, Too caught up in her imaginative sensations.

"Write to Santa!" they all would say, But Eliza just smiled and continued to play. Until one day, while out for lunch in town, She picked up a pen and jotted this down:

Dear Santa,

I hope your elves are having a ball,
Making toys and treats for children all!
Lots of love to your reindeer so fleet,
And to you, dear Santa, here's a treat:

Ho Ho Ho!
(I can do it too, you know!)

P.S. You need a break, that's true,
So here's a wish just for you!

Lots of Love,
Eliza

Her parents read the note with surprise, Seeing the world through Eliza's eyes. For in her funny and loving way, She'd thought of others on this special day.

You see, Eliza had a heart so pure, Finding joy in making others' joy endure. She didn't ask for dolls or games, But wished for Santa's happiness all the same.

With courage and kindness, she'd start, To make the world better, playing her part. For Eliza knew, at just age six, That love and laughter were the best of tricks.

So remember, dear readers, as you grow, Like Eliza, let your kindness show. For the greatest gift you can impart, Is the love and joy within your heart.

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