The Snow Are Falling From The Angels Hands
Filling The Empty Ground With White
Luscious Missletoes Are Dangling In The Air
Their Sweet Drops Stain The Joyous Night
Outside Children Are Pulling Down The Night Winds
Rejoice That Santa Will Soon Fall From High
Inside Adults Are Sipping Cider By The Luminous Tree
Chating About The Lively Streets And The Happy Shoppers
The Naked Branches Are Swaying Sadly Alone
But Hopeful To Get Their New Leaves From St Nick
The Longing Milky Way Is Glowing Dimly
Soon To Dazzle Like An Orange Sun At Twelves