• Reflecting the evoke snow upon a Christmas night,
    Are the the aesthetic green, read, and white lights.
    Within the pleasant, dank night, they all shine so bright.

    A fledgling girl, up later than normal, seeking a peek of o'l Santa Clause.
    She longed for Christmas, abhoring that she'd be on the Naughty List.
    The young'n fought through the darkness of the house,
    A breath-taking sound grabbed her attention, but she realized it was a mouse.

    She sat out angular sugar cookies for the Big Guy as a 'thank you!'
    She waiting and waiting, and she thought being awake that Santa knew.
    A feeling of exonerate cooked into her mind,
    But O'l Mr. Clause would be more than kind... So she thought.

    The exhausted young'n felt herself being forced into a sleep.
    If she woke with coal, she would surely begin to weep.
    ~~So, she began to count sheep.
    "Sheep? why sheep? It is Christmas Eve!" So she began to count reindeer.
    In her dreams, she could hear the 'Clitter Clatter' of hooves upon the roof.

    The night endend quickly, she woke with ebullient.
    Apparently, she was on the nice list.


    Merry Christmas