Santa's Reward

Tick tock, tick tock,
chimes the old clock.
Swinging in time,
is Santa's sock.

Beaming faces,
to bed they race.
Sleep eludes them,
as reindeer pace.

On the rooftop,
out Santa hops.
Down the chimney,
the toys he flops.

Twinkling lights,
makes the room bright.
Spotting the tree,
toys are placed right.

Santa's reward,
is the wayward
children changing,
listening, believing.