Christmas Eve is in the air smells like pine and i can hear the reading of the lords prayer though, no snow is upon the ground it feels so joyous all around with the scent of sugar cookies and Winter Breaks game of Hooky the presents lay under the tree and the mistle toe hangs above you and me love wraps us in a warm blanket as the New Year approches in days, i can taste it Tonight I shall hardly sleep with the jidders of a childs feelings of Christmas Eve the tiny belief of Santa Claus still dwindles as the though of a fluffy man in a red suit kindles as he will plop down my chimney with a bag filled with hope and present swag oh dear i can hardly wait for the great Christmas that i anticipate