Reindeer Dance
Reindeer prance to Winter’s dance,
Making beautiful arcs in the sky.
They leap, they glide,
They soar, they fly.
In wake of the bright moonlight,
They guide a magical sleigh.
They’re swift, they’re lithe,
They’re jolly, they’re gay.
Alighting on each rooftop,
They help deliver bundles of joy.
Each girl, each boy,
Receives a toy.
As the morning dawn draws near,
They dash to their home in the cold.
Each cloud, each babe,
Touched with Christmas gold.
