It Is Christmas Next Week

It’s snowing in the country,

Coming down in white flakes.

Piling up by the kitchen door,

While Christmas cookies bake.

We don’t care if

The drifts get real deep.

Christmas is coming next week.

It’s fine for sledding

And throwing snowballs.

The kids are having fun

Just watching the snow fall.

White snowmen with silk hats

Upon their head.

With songs of Santa

And his suit of bright red.

Toys are thought of.

Lists are being made.

Children are extra good,

Much more behaved.

Manners better

And spirit hard to beat,

For they know

It’s Christmas only next week.

It’s snowing in the country,

Coming down in white flakes,

Piling on the highway

And there’s ice upon the lakes,

We don’t know when

It’ll end. Gee, it’s deep.

Christmas is coming next week.

The adults are shopping.

Worries are leaving.

The rich are giving.

The poor are receiving.

While carolers are singing

Songs of our Savior

Or peace on earth

And love of neighbor.

The mothers are baking.

The fathers are joking.

The children are playing.

The chimney is smoking.

Trains are set up.

Trees are trimmed bright

And towns are lit up

With rows of Christmas light.

Walks are shoveled

And cards are sent out.

Children telling Santa

What they want while on his lap.

The children are restless,

At night they can’t sleep

For they know

It’s Christmas only next week.

It’s snowing in the country,

Coming down in white flakes.

We will get out our sleds

And put on our old ice skates,

Then we will slide

And ride home to sleep

And Christmas is coming next week.