The coldest night of the year

Outside is a breeze,

i most likely will freeze,

Sitting in front of the fire,

thinking of my Christmas desire.

Outside joy drops fall,

this year the snowmen are tall,

inside jingles the tree,

my dad,brother and me.

i was reading a book,

no wonder i shook,

i heard the sleigh outside,

suddenly CRASH!,

i thought santa had died.

by Mustafa