• Outside the windows snowflakes sparkle bright. The children in the house have gone to sleep for the night. The snow flutters on to the ground. Like an angel's kiss with the winter's flair. The snow piles up on the ground. In the morning the children awake to the winter's sound.

    The snow has formed a frosty white wind. And the inclement weather conditions have thinned. The herald angels descend onto earth with beauty. And the wake of the Holy spirit is mighty. Christmas is nearing and all the kids in the house. Are wishing for their toys. And their cat wants a mouse. A couple days pass for the holidays to get here. And then soon enough. It's a time of great cheer.

    The children are rested, lying down in their beds, while visions of sugar plums, dance in their heads. The sound of Saint Nick's sleigh bells will ring. While the heavenly chorus of the angels sing. Dasher and Dancer finish their hay and Comet and Cupid have already been fed. Donner And Blitzen prance in the snow, and Prancer and Vixen enjoy the chilly wind flow. Rudolph the reindeer, who dons a red nose. Guides the Christmas saint through the rough snow.

    The next morning, the children awake with glee. And they open their presents, along with you and me. We enjoy our holiday and all of it's splendor. Even if buying presents, makes us big spenders. The holiday is not, about receiving It's about giving, caring, loving, and believing.

    Now that my poem is done and used up. I'm gonna have some cocoa in a cup.