The snow is falling in a faraway place,

It’s close to Christmas, so much to do

Here.

Getting ready for his trip around the

Globe,

The man in red, resting at the North

Pole.

At the village, elves are making toys,

The reindeer are eating, preparing

For their voyage.

Snowmen are alive, in their winter dress,

The smell of Gingerbread, candy canes,

And eggnog.

Christmas Eve is here in the village

My dear,

A jolly old man and his reindeer.

Set are they, for their flight

Across the sky,

A ho! ho! ho! from Santa as they

Are on their way.

Keith Garrett