Home on Christmas

As I stroll down stairs I see something divine I see my christmas tree with presents underneath And could it be that these are all for me? I bolt, I dash, I’m at the tree in a flash, I rip, I tear, It’s a toy cat with some flair, As I open I see more things to play with. By the time the moon greets us It begins to snow, When we are done watching a movie and all the carols have been sung I go upstairs and get in bed, I remember all the fun I had today And then I close my eyes and say goodnight universe.