Christmas' Eve

Houses full with spark of joys,
Under the starry night,
I smiled unconsciously in high;
Road filled with girls and boys,
Together their hands sealed so tight,
Left me behind alone with sigh.

Snow flies across my eye,
Just like the tears of the poet,
A feeling that last forever;
Pretty girls like fairies in disguise,
As sweet as yogurt,
Can Santa really hear my prayer?

A star soar into the sky,
Scattered exquisitely like dream,
With the colors like cherry;
I'm happy and didn't cry,
Even I don't get any ice-cream,
I know I don't deserve a fairy.