by Santa Baby on Wed Nov 28, 2007 1:32 am
It is the wee hours in the morning and I am sure tomorrow when I read this it will not make sense but How can I refuse Silver Belle....well back to work its an all nighter tonight
Whispering winds
from the mountain blow
your chilling breath
down below
and give me weather
thats cold and crisp
full of snow
on a night like this
A night for sweet music
for loving and sharing
giving and living
all of us caring
Remembering fondly
family and friends
the true meaning
of the spirit
I hope it never ends
the holiday scene at last is set
with snow all fluffy and light
gracefully coating all
in a blanket of snowy white
Joy in my heart
my soul fills with cheer
my whole being celebrates
Christmas is here
I've been an awful good girl,
Santa baby, and hurry down the chimney tonight.