Christmas

by Riversong63

The snow falls fast on the town tonight,

every house full of light.

It's from the Christmas tree I believe,

the pinnacle of the season.

We have waited through this year

for this time of total cheer.

The smell of gingerbread and cookies fill the air,

the sound of little feet up the snowy stair.

All the children lay in wait by the fireplace,

their weary eyes upon your face.

The coals crackle and pop and hop in the fiery blaze of light.

And we all wait for the Old Man to come, full of treats,

to make this year complete.