Never Stop Believing

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This old gal…

Went to get the mail…and what to her wondering eyes should appear…that friend…from folklore past…the bright red nose…the cause for heartache…on the playground…that which makes him different…ends up making him…a hero…

And there he was…caught in the act…this old gal…spying that package on the shelf…my friend…freezing…as we made eye contact…

He must have been running late…flew all those wonders to children near and far…but didn’t clock out…until every last surprise was delivered…

Thank you…my red nosed friend…for showing this old kid…that life is about friendship…and helping out…in times of need…

Thank you…my brave red nosed friend…for proving to this old kid…that it’s ok…to be different…that what makes us a misfit…makes us special…

Thank you…for your lessons of courage…forgiveness…acceptance…

And with a nod of his head…he ran out of sight…
While this old gal…approached that package…with childlike…delight…

Never stop believing…in yourself…in others…in magic…
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And this red nosed friend of mine…would agree…