Twas the Night Before Christmas

Words by Clement ClarkE Moore, condensed for our reader's convenience.
Illustration by the Provo Candy Windows on Center Street.


...The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads.
And mamma in her ‘kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled our brains for a long winter’s nap...











...When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash...












...He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot.
A bundle of Toys he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler, just opening his pack...







...He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the stockings, then turned with a jerk.
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose!..









...He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, ‘ere he drove out of sight,
"Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night!"














We grabbed some hot chocolate to keep us warm while we strolled along Center Street. The displays were huge and incredibly detailed. The artists start working on them sometime in the summer. Everything is made from candy. We were in awe as we walked down the street. We will miss Provo's candy windows next Christmas. Hopefully Arizona has something similar to offer.