Sonhos!

                                                    

                                                                                Sonhos!

                                                      

                                                       Será que voltei a ser criança,

                                                       Estou cheia de esperança,

                                                       Esperando Papai Noel.

                                                       Será que o velhinho vem,

                                                       Trazendo paz, e amor também,

                                                       Como eu pedi no papel.

                                                       Noite feliz e de muita alegria,

                                                       Todo rosto é só simpatia,

                                                       Ninguém parece com fel.

                                                       A magia que tudo transforma,

                                                       Dando ao mundo até nova forma,

                                                       Contornando com pincel.

                                                      A risada cristalina,

                                                      Daquela linda menina,

                                                      Brincando no carrossel.

                                                     Mas o causador de tudo é Jesus,

                                                     Que nasceu e com sua luz,

                                                     Iluminou nosso céu.

                                                         Fátima de Paula