The cold wind blows outside and carries the white flakes to another roof. Chimneys are smoking as fires blaze within. All the children are tucked in bed dreaming sweet dreams, awaiting Santa to slide down and fill their stockings with candy and presents galore.


Lights glisten from the green pine tree and ornaments hang in silence. All is quiet, everything is at peace. Milk and cookies sit on a table patiently waiting to be eaten.
Sun has risen the moon is gone. Fresh snow blankets the town. Children squeal with happiness as they rush down for their toys. Santa has come and brought joy to the homes. Next Christmas... he’ll be back.