By William Smardo

The night was cold, the frost did bite, and peace

There was no cheer for Christmas Eve to come

Was no humor or warmth, all triumph cease

Was no holiday ham, bread just a crumb

Then atop the doorstep they came knocking

Bringing chorus and melody to us

Carolers filled my heart like a stocking

No more was I to be mournful or fuss

I gave a clap and said, “Come in, join me”

Hustling into my home they brought fervor

They all rejoiced and drank cocoa with glee

The time came and they went with a murmur

Their song had brought a joy into my home,

Yuletide was saved and bliss lingered in chrome.