Cool air rushes through the window.
The lights of Christmas, brightens
Houses that once were dull.
Children play, with no thought to the cold.
Snow lies beneath their pounding feet
But once the weather takes a hold
They venture inside for the fire's heat.
On this December night
Cool air rushes through the window
Snow glistens on houses
That once were dull.
Snowmen spring from grounds of white
With carrot noses and eyes of stone.
Hats and scarves placed on, just right
Style? Each snowman has his own.
On this December night
Cool air rushes through the window
The lights of Christmas, brighten
Houses that once were dull.
Richard