Smiling faces light the dawn
as wrappings on the gifts are torn.
Young and old and in between
are all part of this happy scene.
Squeaks of pleasure are the norm
as we celebrate on Christmas morn.
Smiles of joy and eyes that gleam;
all are glad that Santa's been.

and we hear…

Sounds of whistles, sounds of trains
Sounds of bells and sounds of planes
Sounds of laughter, joyous noise
Sounds of happy girls and boys.

then later…

Gathered 'round the festive Board
holding hands without a word.
Silently remembering those we love
who are absent or with God above.

but…

Sometimes forgotten on this day
is why we celebrate this way.
So thank Him for the special gift
He sent to us so we might live.