Leaves feathered patters, crissed & crossed,
But in our house the Christmas tree
Is decorated festively
With tiny dots of coloured light
...That cozy up this winter night.
Christmas songs, familiar, slow,
Play softly on the radio,
Pops and hisses from the fire
Whistle with the bells and choir.
Tomorrow's what I'm waiting for,
But I can wait a little more