Week 15 Shared Reading

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 weeks that must pass

before Santa Claus comes.

Then when the first snowflakes

begin to come down,

and the wind whistles sharp

and the branches are brown,

I won't mind the cold,

though my fingers it numbs,

for it brings the time nearer

when Santa Claus comes.