The house is quiet, the lights are low,
A gentle hush falls with the snow.
Stockings are hung, a colorful pair,
Waiting for Santa, beyond compare.
The Christmas tree, with tinsel bright,
Sparkles and twinkles in the soft night.
Cookies and milk, a special treat,
For reindeer’s journey, oh so sweet.
With sleepy eyes and dreams so grand,
Of presents waiting, close at hand.
We’re tucked in bed, but listen near,
For sleigh bells jingling, “Ho, Ho, Ho,” and cheer!