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On Christmas Eve, in the dark of the night. Santa and his reindeerss get packed and take flight. As Children sleep soundly in their beds, warm and tight. You can hear the sound of jingle bells all through the night.

A tree in a house? That is strange, that is bizarre. It is decorated and bright and can be seen from afar. It has tinsel and baubles and lights galore. There is more in that box. Shall we decorate some more?

We go to the market for some cheer and some food. I will have mince pies, stuffed turkey, and hot chocolate sounds good.

The snowfall covers all in a blanket that is cold, crisp, and white. You can make snow angels, snowmen, or have a snowball fight.

Christmas carollers sing songs of hope and cheer, the sound of their voices rings out, loud and clear. If you still are not merry, well that won’t last for long, you can sing and dance to a Christmas pop song.

The elf on the shelf makes sure that we have been good. But you’d better watch out as he can be a little bit rude.

The presents sit snuggled beneath our tree, on the floor. Covered in paper, ribbons, and bows galore. What is in the box? What is the present? Can you guess? Well rip open that gift, it is OK to make a mess.

It is hard work for Santa delivering toys, all around the world to the girls and boys. One thing you could do to say thank you, is to leave out some milk and a cookie or two.