Itís Christmas Eve, about time to go
The sleighís almost packed, itís starting to snow.
The elves hurry up, last minute chores to do
Making sure that Santa gets to me and you.
Mrs. Claus has packed a nice warm snack
And put a blanket in Santaís pack.
Excitement fills the wintry night
As everyone readies for Santaís big flight.
After Santa leaves, all the elves give a cheer
And hurry to the workshop to start on next year.
Mrs. Santa bakes bread for the morning toast
And spends hours preparing the Christmas roast.
The pounding of hammers, the sound of saws
Is beautiful music to Mrs. Claus.
Christmas Eve is filled with joyous sounds.
In this happy place where love abounds