The Christmas Angel
I am the Christmas angel and everything I see, with wand and crown, As I look down from the top branch of the tree!
I see the pretty coloured lights,the cards hung on the wall, candies and sweets, and Christmas-time treats for visitors, who call.
I hear the Christmas carols, too, out in the frosty air, and, on the roofs, the tap-tap of hooves -whoever can be there?
What fun on Christmas morning! I'll remember all I saw,when I'm put away until the day I'm on the tree, once more.