Christmas Eve

Santa in my chimney

On Christmas Eve night

The cookies on the mantel

And I’m sleeping just tight

Christmas tree lit up

Smiles in my house

Presents underneath the tree

All my steps quiet as a mouse

I wake up my brothers

To see the snow outside

The sparkle in their eyes

Makes me almost cry

I wake up in the morning

And look around my room

Still in the same cell

I feel like it’s a tomb

All I want for Christmas

Is my family back

I write my list to St. Nick

Hoping he has them in his sack