Snow flutters down to the ground,
I look down…
Slippy snow, I go ahead,
I then fall over on my head,
Snowmen dance around me,
Using canes of candy,
To steady themselves,
Then I hear bells,
Santa is flying up above,
Like a swiftly swooping dove,
Then he lands on a roof,
And goes down the chimney with a POOF!
With his sack of presents close behind,
He waves and gives a wink of an eye,
The reindeer dance upon the house,
As if they have seen a little mouse,
Then Santa sets off, flying far away,
And the eight reindeer lead the sleigh,
The sun starts rising,
I hear a call – which is surprising,
It was my own Mother’s voice,
I then opened my eyes,
But only then did I realize,
That all of what I had seen…
Was a dream.