yesterday the lights went out
no more to hear the children shout
small faces now are paint with tears
their Christmas joy replaced by fear

as the snow ever-mounting was to spark a child's glee
it didn't take very long til it brought down the trees
flattening power lines, thus ending all play
now how to keep warm was the need of the day

it's always amazing what the new day may bring
will it bless us with laughter and spur us to sing
or suddenly thrust us deep into grave danger and woe
we shall never know why, when, or where ill wind may blow

merry christmas