'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house,
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads;
And mamma in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled down for a long winter's nap,
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
"Now, DASHER! now, DANCER! now, PRANCER and VIXEN!
As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
His eyes -- how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
Christmas at Lighthouse Pointe
SILENT NIGHT, HOLY NIGHT
DICKENS' A CHRISTMAS CAROL
OLIVE, THE ORPHAN REINDEER~
~THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS~
YES VIRGINIA, THERE IS A SANTA CLAUS
CHRISTMAS CARDS 1 2 3 4 5
IT'S A WONDERFUL FAREWELL
WEB RINGS ~~~~~ AWARDS
Home is where there's one to love us.
Let everything you do be your religion
and everything you say be your prayer.
|Have your elf sign!|