The Night Before Christmas
by Dwila Nixon
'Twas the night before Christmas A long time ago When Mr. Moore had an urge To let his words flow.
For his children he described An eve special and dear When Santa would come To share his good cheer.
He'd bring toys and gifts While everyone slept. Then away he would fly His secret well kept.
Now this gift of Christmas For all families to share Has antique illustrations Chosen with care.
The pages are sturdy And beautiful, too. For big kids and little The whole season through.
