Merry Christmas To You Andrew And Trinity

It was a cold Christmas Eve and in the pale evening light,
Trinity and Andrew happily made their way home for the night,
to a home as cosy as can be, lit by the light of their beautiful tree,
They didn't need to ask Santa to bring them a gift this year,
for them both the greatest gift was the one they were near,
as their love for each other was so special and dear,
So cuddled up close, a story to Andrew she read,
as on her shoulder he rested his head,
A story about Santa's magical flight,
until it was time to turn out the light,
Holding her loved one close they both fell asleep,
dreaming sweet dreams they always wanted to keep,
but as they slept on a voice called out in the night,
"Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night!"