Merry Christmas

Riding sleighing Santa,
over the moon he comes,
amazed at seeing stars like sky,
resting on million homes

A little girl who prayed,
for a wooden tambourine,
finds herself amidst candies and it,
a chocolate flavoured dream.

A curious cat then mews,
under the festive spell,
a brook nearby where grass grows high,
and a thousand blooms dwell.

Mysterious is God,
mystreious are his ways,
to make Scrooge a believer,
'Merry Christmas' he too says.