In the midst of the snow where the branches are bare,
Out came St. Nick gliding through the air.
With a belly so plump and a beard so white,
I knew I wasn’t dreaming this marvelous site.
Clickity- clack did the reindeer go,
As they landed their hooves on the rooftop snow.
With his bag full of toys and a smile so bright,
Santa Claus started down the first chimney of the night.
With present filled thoughts flowing through my head,
I ran off to the comfort of my bed.
With anticipation for this Christmas to remember,
I never would forget this magical December.