You wake up in the morning Ready to look through your stocking                                                                                                                         

Then Feel a slight chill run up your legs                                                                                                                                                                                   You run up to your window

There you see a frosty blanket of snow covering the trees

You watch the angelic like snowflakes land silently on the ground

You sprint down the stairs past your Christmas tree and all your presents

You step outside into the cold, icy world

The snowflakes fall down and tickle your nose like icy feathers

You hear all the other children’s giggles of joy

The water from the icicles trickle down the trees

As the sun appears from behind the clouds

Snow starts to shimmer like the sun reflecting of a stream

Large flakes fall down from the heavens as if the angels where having a pillow fight

That is when I realise that snow is the best Christmas gift of all.

The Best Gift of All