...And to All a Good NIght!

'Twas the night of our Christmas
And all through the house
Not a creature was stirring
Not even Mickey Mouse.

A big red train was sitting on tracks on the floor
Where Little Man had found it the morning before.
When Dada in his pajamas and Mom, with a yawn
Had welcomed in Christmas that morning at dawn.

And Little Man, dressed in plaid that was red
Had woken up early and jumped of bed.
And there was that marvelous sight on the rug
A train with real steam that went chugga-chug-chug.

And soon at the door came a knock filled with glee
A visit from all of Little Man's family.
There was food and music and presents galore.
But nothing distracted him from the train on the floor.

As day turned into evening,there was the constant sound
Of the train on the tracks that went around and around.
As more friends stopped by and more cheer filled the air
To the chugging red choo choo nothing could compare.

The sun dipped down low in the Christmas Day sky
The visitors slowed and started to say their goodbyes.
And soon it was time to snuggle up into bed
Especially for Mom, who was really overstimulated.

With several relatives going to sleep on the living room floor
Mom Mom and Dada shut Little Man's bedroom door.
Christmas was exciting, but he was out like a light.
Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night.