A new twist on an olden rhyme
'Tis the fourth night e'er the Christmas Eve
And cookies fill the bin.
The morrow brings the last school day
'Til New Year settles in.
Anticipation fills the mind
Of every girl and boy
Who lying, sleeping can't help dreaming
Of a wished-for toy.
And plans are made for dinner parties,
Pastries, drinks and treats,
While little ones bounce off the walls
From eating sundry sweets.
The sparkling tree is brightly speckled,
Lights in twinkly glow.
With presents stacked beneath the boughs
In ribbons and in bows.
The stockings all in red and green
Line the mantle wall
For Santa's midnight rendezvous
To come and fill them all.
And when the longed-for eve arrives
A new snow starts to fall.
It glistens in the silent night
To cover over all.
An opened window on the world
Reveals a lustrous sight
Of magic and of wonder
On this late-December night.
And notions bound about the head
Like sugar plums and 'nog
Of little elves and reindeer sleighs
Come out from winter's fog.
And in the morn, when wee ones wake
Eyes glowing with delight,
Each grown-up will be glad they've had
The peace of this one night.
The candles flicker slowly down
Their flames soon sputter out
As dawn breaks o'er the chimney tops
To rooster's morning shout.
Over cookies, cocoa and childhood glee
With toys in disarray,
A cup is raised in age-old toast
An olden verse to say,
"With hope for peace, goodwill to all
And love for every soul,
May Christmas cheer your wintry heart
And joy to one and all!"