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'Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the house Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse; The stockings were hung by the chimney with care, In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there. The children were nestled all snug in their beds, While visions of sugarplums danced in their heads; And mamma in her kerchief, and I in my cap, Had just settled down for a long winter's nap, When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter, I sprang from my bed to see what was the matter. Away to the window I flew like a flash, Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash. The moon shone bright on the new-fallen snow, Making a pathway for Santa to go. Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound, Right into the living room with a big sack in his hand. He filled all the stockings with toys and treats, Then turned and climbed back up the chimney with a smile. Then he was gone, and all was quiet once more, But the children were happy, for they knew Santa had been there. Explanation:
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