• The sky is gray,
    outside is cold and giving away,
    the lights I always look for have dissapeared,
    I panic and fall down with a mass fear.
    Where are the colors?
    The tinsle and the sleigh?
    Did santa not have enough money to pay?
    The lights fade and I leave the city.

    I arrive back and there is a big surprise,
    Santa's pay and generousity did come on time!
    The lights I craved where all hanging in place,
    the feeling i loved to embrace was all on a child's face.

    Frost covers the ground,
    the lights have still held out.

    Presents appear,
    the frown of the world dissappears.

    the holidays are finally here....