It was the night before christmas, it was loud and noisy in my house. every creature was stirring- even my mouse. there was no fire in the fire place, even if it had a log or three. there were no stockings, not even a tree. no presents, no cookies, and a lack of milk- I think this all sadly as type my silk, or sadly in this case, my words... I think back to my previous holidays- all the same. no celebration, no cheer, no vigor. if missing holidays so soon was a game, I would've won too many to name. Oh wait, I see a bright light! that must mean santa's here tonight! as he climbs off his sleigh he jumps down into the snow he grabs his bag and the present's show! He runs through the house putting up a tree, stockings and lighting the fire, even showing his reindeer can help when it's dire. When saint nick's work is done, he tells to me:"My boy, my work is done now, so go to sleep." He yells goodbye, I realise he is right, I'm tired as a log, I must sleep tonight...