Tis the night before the night before Christmas
to no one special I shout
as I ponder the reasons 
we are all about

all the shopping's near done
and the running around,
so now's a good time 
for some thinking profound
 

for in truth there are many
not thinking of Santa,
as what matters the most
is not want of plenty

tis no cheer to toast
for their cupboards are bare
and there's naught in the pantry,
nor a warm coat to wear

though it's windy and cold
still there's children about
all that's needed is snow
to bring laughter with shouts

so I in my t-shirt 
on my keyboard do peck,
for some purpose and meaning
as I think 'what the heck'

and lo and behold!

the results on my screen,
place the answers before us
which can clearly be seen,

lo and behold
tis not we adults 
about whom we should fuss,
but what children need most,

most of all
they need us!