We watch as the sleigh disappears from sight
It's winter here all the time
This globe that we inhabit
Always shows a snow scene so divine.

Three angels await your return
As they sing, I warble along
If you are quiet and listen real close
I know you'll hear our song.

We hear the giggles of the children
As our home is shaken and snow appears
Once the snow globe is set down
Our snow scene becomes so clear.

Imagine you're in our little world
Snow here is so commonplace
Building snowmen and going on a sleigh ride
This is a magical place.

Chee Chee Martin © 2005