''When Santa Claus Comes"

Dreaming of toys for Christmas.

When Santa Claus Comes

A good time is coming, I wish it were here;

The very best time in the whole of the year.

I'm counting each day on my fingers and thumbs

The hour that must pass before Santa Claus comes.

Good-bye for a while, then, to lessons and school;

We can talk, laugh, and sing, without breaking the 

rule;

No troublesome spellers, no writing, nor sums,

There's nothing but play time, when Santa Claus 

comes.

I suppose I shall have a new dolly, of course,

My last one was killed by a fall from her horse;

While for Harry and Jack, there'll be trumpets and

drums,

To deafen us with when Santa Claus comes.

I'll hang up my stocking to hold what he brings;

I hope he will fill it with lots of good things;

He must know how dearly I love supar plums,

I'd like a big box full, when Santa Claus comes.

And now that the snowflakes begin to come down,

And the wind whistles sharp, and the branches are

brown,

I don't mind the cold, though my fingers it numbs,

'Cause it brings the time nearer when Santa Claus

comes.

 

 

        Did you know that a Danish custom is the breaking of china and crockery on New Year's Day against the doors of friends' houses. The family who has the largest pile of smashed crockery before its door is the best-loved. For this custom, Danes hoard all their broken crockery throughout the year! To see what Christmas is like in a Danish city, Copenhagen visit via a video...

Parents, Colin and Meg take their adorable girls to 

Copenhagen to experience Christmas!