scwish scwish scwish,
stepping into plunders of snow, leaving visible tracks,
I stop walking,
All noise stops,
scwish scwish scwish
scwish scwish scwish,
stepping into plunders of snow, leaving visible tracks,
I stop walking,
All noise stops,
scwish scwish scwish
It’s the night before the most wonderful day of the year. My siblings and I are going bannanas with excitement. First we lay as much raindeer food on the front lawn as we can, so santa will make sure he comes to our house. We come back inside for some soothing hot chocolate. Nobody wants to but we know we have to go to sleep. I lie down in my warm, cumfy bed, and look out into the bright, glistening snow. What a beautiful sight! I can’t take my eyes off of it, but as soon as I know it, it’s morning!