There are many times
That I awaken to those familiar chimes
Of sleighbells jingling on Santa's sleigh
Though they still be far away
Blessed am I for believing in old Saint Nick
For without Him, I'd be up a crick
Candy canes and presents for all
Tons of food with its intoxicating smell
Laughter ringing throughout the house
Everyone is awake, yes even the mouse
Today we're definitely celebrating this magical day
For peace on Earth, each one of us pray
Santa's once more come and gone
Hastily leaving before the breaking of dawn
Good will towards each other do we feel
Which love, our hearts, doth it truly heal
Written by:
Jason Cheney
August 8, 2022
Sep 30, 2022
Sep 30, 2022 at 1:25 AM UTC
There are many times
That I awaken to those familiar chimes
Of sleighbells jingling on Santa's sleigh
Though they still be far away
Blessed am I for believing in old Saint Nick
For without Him, I'd be up a crick
Candy canes and presents for all
Tons of food with its intoxicating smell
Laughter ringing throughout the house
Everyone is awake, yes even the mouse
Today we're definitely celebrating this magical day
For peace on Earth, each one of us pray
Santa's once more come and gone
Hastily leaving before the breaking of dawn
Good will towards each other do we feel
Which love, our hearts, doth it truly heal
Written by:
Jason Cheney
August 8, 2022
Christmas season
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