I was two.
I believed in Santa well into my double digits.
In some ways I still believe....
that's how naive I am.
Even when I found my doll crib in the back of our Chevy II,
I came up with a way to explain it away.
Even still,
I love to see things through the eyes of a child,
love to believe what people tell me is true,
sometimes to a fault.
The wonder of it all...
love!
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