A Visit from St. Nicholas
By Clement Clarke Moore
'Twas the night before Christmas, when all thro' 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;
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugar plums danc'd in their heads.....
Merry Christmas Eve to all my followers, hope you all have a wonderful Christmas. Anyone waking up really early to open their presents?
The Dorothy Days X
