They fall but make no sound
As each icy flake finds the ground
In a soft gentle breeze
Later in the night to freeze
Late night there is no sound
For there are no children around
But in the morning life within arouses
And children rush from within the houses
They well build a snowman or two
Disappointed there still is school
But sure as soon well come Christmas day
Mom and Dad in malls open wallets and pay
For it is just the first kiss of Christmas day
Soon on the roof is Santa and his sleigh