I will put in my pocket,
The swish of a snowy storm,
Ice lays on the Atlantic,
The tip of a tongue touching a snowflake.

I will put in my pocket,
A reindeer with a glowing nose,
A sip of hot chocolate a cold Christmas Eve,
A thrown snowball from a young boy,

I will put in my pocket,
Three peaceful wishes spoken by Santa,
The last joke from a Christmas cracker,
And the Christmas for a new born baby

I will put in my pocket,
The last season and a bundle of presents,
Santa in a race car,
And a racer in a sleigh.

My pocket is fashioned from ice bark and snow,
With a shining star and Christmas trees in the corners,
Santa sitting down with elves guarding him.

I shall dive in my presents,
In the great grotto of the wild North Pole,
Then wash ashore for the presents of Xmas,
The colour of festive times!