'Twas the Morning of Christmas

It's now 7:45 am, and Santa, I think, just left.

As you see, he's eaten some of the homemade cookies and when I touch the glass, I can feel the warmth of his hands.

Around me I see the stockings hung in the windows with care,

And oops, gotta go, I think I hear the little ones!!!

Merry Christmas!!!!