AT THE VILLAGE
The snow is falling in a far away place,
It’s close to Christmas, 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 at the village my dear,
A jolly old man and his Reindeer.
Set they are for their flight across the sky,
A ho! ho! ho! from Santa as they are on their way.