'Twas the night before Christmas and Christmas lights blazed
'Twas the night before Christmas and the glasses were raised.
The presents were wrapped with the greatest of pride
And the white snow fell softly on a cold world outside.
'Twas the night before Christmas and tables were laid,
The Christmas cake iced and the mince pies were made.
'Twas the time to sing carols this time of the year;
A time that with family and friends brings great cheer.
'Twas a night when the lights in the windows shone bright
And 'twas hard to get children to bed on this night.
Then the lights disappeared from everyone's house
And then nothing was stirring - not even a mouse.
'Twas the night before Christmas and out on the street
The homeless were resting - no blanket or sheet.
No pocket sprung mattress and pillow for head
But a hard, frosty, pavement which served as their bed.
'Twas the night before Christmas and angels appeared
But, to those on the street it was nothing they feared.
Each angel reached down to the homeless and cold
Who held out their hands, and the angels took hold.
'Twas the night before Christmas: In the blink of an eye
They left the cold streets and with the angels did fly.
High over the world and with hands tightly held
A wonderful, welcoming land they beheld.
Here people received them with love and with smiles
Far away from their hardships and life's bitter trials;
Far away from the life on a pavement of stone
A welcome awaited - they were not alone.
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