When the Snow Is Falling Down and The Christmas Light Are Up
As we come around the corner we catch sight of the house
We can just see the candles in the windows
They look like little fairy lights
But as we draw closer we see that, no, they are but ordinary candle flames
We can just see the candles in the windows
They look like little fairy lights
But as we draw closer we see that, no, they are but ordinary candle flames
We walk up the path to the front door.
We hear the joyful shouts of the children saying, "Grandma and Grandpa are here!!"
We can smell the fragrant steam drifting up from the fresh cooked food.
Hugs and kisses are exchanged.
Tugged and pulled to the table, we sit down to enjoy the delicious meal.
We hear the joyful shouts of the children saying, "Grandma and Grandpa are here!!"
We can smell the fragrant steam drifting up from the fresh cooked food.
Hugs and kisses are exchanged.
Tugged and pulled to the table, we sit down to enjoy the delicious meal.
After dinner we sit around the tree with cups of cocoa.
The kids are singing “We get to stay up late!”
At ten their tired eyes are drooping
Lulled by the sound of their parent’s voices
One by one we carry there little bodies up the stairs and
tuck them in their beds
What wonderful dreams the must have
When the snow is falling down and the Christmas light are up.
By Anna novak
