• 'Twas the night before chrismas,

    And everyone was running,

    To get to their home because Santa was coming,

    Snow flurries were falling and covering streets

    As people were singing and handing out treats,

    Though people were happy and people were glad,

    There was one teenage girl who was ever so sad

    For the one that she cared for was not to be seen,

    Storm clouds developed in this very young teen.

    "Again I am alone" the teen girl had said outloud.

    "I'll never love again." The teen girl had just vowed.

    With a devistating heart she had walked to the park,

    Wanting to get home before it got dark,

    From not far away, a young lad had kept eye,

    Feeling sudden guilt, as he thought himself a spy.

    Walking to a tree, she hugged it so tightly

    As snow begun to fall just ever so lighty

    Walking up to her he put his hand on her shoulder,

    "You better get inside, before it get's colder."

    She looked up in surprise to see it was him,

    The one she cares for, who was filled with whim,

    "I'll never leave you." The young lad told the girl.

    "You mean everything to mean. You're more improtant than the world."

    Overcome with such joy and overcome with cheer,

    The young teen had smiled, and had even shed a tear

    "I love you so dearly." she said in great bliss

    And without sudden warning, she thanked him with a kiss

    A mistletoe was hanging from the tree up above,

    Which proves my story of Snow Fallen Love.