Santa Claus woke up to jingling bells,
His alarm clock was ringing the start of Noel.
His eyes, they were burning, he started to yawn,
Just a few days ago, their baby was born.
The baby had fed all night long, so it seemed,
And the fidgets and sighs broke up Santa’s sweet dreams.
But gifts must be taken all over the globe,
So he made some strong coffee and threw on his robes.
He planted a kiss on the new baby’s head,
And he left Mrs. Claus sleeping tucked in their bed.
He instructed the elves to let Mrs. Claus rest,
And to bring snacks and drinks when she fed from her breast.
Then away on his sleigh, Santa rode through the night,
Delivering presents for each child’s pure delight.
Many miles later he returned to his door,
He was tired and chilly and worn out, for sure.
But he knew that his partner worked harder than he,
Even though she sat still with a warm cup of tea.
He smiled when he saw her, bags under her eyes,
And he told her he’d brought her a Christmas surprise.
“I have two more gifts,” he said to his wife,
“For the most precious people I’ve met in my life.”
He held out two parcels, he’d wrapped them himself,
And he’d made them with care and no help from an elf.
“Mrs. Claus, you’re amazing and our baby is too;
Now I know what they say about Christmas is true:
It’s not really the gifts or the perfect hot roast,
It’s only important you’re with those you love most.”
Happy Christmas x