Children around the World pray and weep for Santa. They hear he has been sick from the freezing cold weather. They say his favorite reindeer Rudolph the Red-Nosed reindeer is sick. His red nose will no longer light up the dark for Santa to ride through. Children around the Globe weep for Santa. Neither will wait this Christmas for a toy. They would rather watch him ride across the sky in the night. Eat a large cookie and drink some cold milk with it. Maybe, his red bag got to heavy for him to carry at night. Children of the night, living on a street or in poverty. Never knew what Christmas truly stood for anyway. They ask for simple things. Food galore with a face, smile and tiny fingers calling to the hungry and staved. A tiny face with dark eyes, empty hands and arms. When will Santa come for us? Many poor children ask that same question around the world. When will we see Santa and the reindeer that light up the dark skies. Why, because we never saw him. Many Christmasses have come and gone. We do not know what he looks like other than what we see on Television. An Orphanage full of lonely, hungry and toyless children pray every night for Santa, His Sleigh, Rudolph, countless Reindeer, Magical Sleigh, and a bag of toys. A little Christmas magic to help children across the Globe Believe in Santa and Christmas, that I will personally see through. Even until now. Rudolph too. Off to the skies we go, Reindeer. As Santa in his Red Velvet Suit Raised his head to a hail of snow flurries in front of them. He smiled ''he whispered'' I Promise, Santa Says. And off we go.