when all through the house,
not a creature was stirring,
not even a mouse.
The stockings were hung
by the chimney with care,
in the hopes that St. Nicholas
soon would be there.
The children were nestled
all snug in their beds,
while visions of sugarplums
danced in their heads.
When out on the lawn
there arose such a clatter,
I sprung from my bed to see
what was the matter.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
but a miniature sleigh and eight tiny reindeer.
I heard him exclaim as he drove out of sight,
Happy Christmas to all,
and to all a good night!
Clement Moore (1779-1863)
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Do you know that is one of my very favorite poems.
Have a wonderful Christmas, full of joy and laughter.
Hugs Lynn xx
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Hi Katja!
Feliz Navidad y Própero Ano Nuevo 2009!
Con cariño, Ana!
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