| Copyright Robert Lewis 1998-2003 Worldwide All rights reserved This poem may not be copied by any means without permision of the author |
| The Wonder of Christmas |
| Fairy lights twinkle, shining bright Windows lit up, on winter's night It's here at last, it's Christmas Eve I hope in Santa, you believe Your stocking hung, on fireplace Such excitement, on your face Singing loudly, as you go to bed There to lay, your sleepy head Dreaming of what, Santa may bring From outside, hear sleigh bells ring Over rooftops, through starlit skies You may just see him, through sleepy eyes Reindeers pulling, Santa's sleigh A wondrous time, it's Christmas day To your home, Santa, will call Bearing gifts, for you and all It's Christmas day, as you awake So excited, you start to shake Santa's been, you cry with joy Seeing before you, a brand new toy |
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