A season of fun and delight
It is very bright on Christmas night
We share kindness and love
Just like a white and a golden dove
We get gifts
Some gifts drift or rift
We set up a Christmas tree on Christmas eve
There are many pine leaves
Santa is joyful and fun to give gifts, he runs
He climbs down chimneys at night
But Santa is not right
But guess what …
Our real Santa is our parents who love us the most