My favorite time of the year

It’s the time of the year when we all gather
How on the day we all hope there is snow
But cold, we’ll run in to sit by the fire

We’ll eat ham and pie and in the background hear the crackling fire
We’ll laugh and open neatly wrapped gifts as we gather
Small pecks on the window as winter says hello using its crisp white snow

Its cold and windy and bells ring and blankets of snow
Fall, fall, fall and melt by the rich warmth of the fire
Songs will be sung, memories will be made, and families will gather

We huddle, gather, protected from the snow, and comforted by the fire.