Alice's Christmas Poem

I remember Santa’s Sleigh
The jingling ring and the heavy hooves
As winter wind wisps
And sleeping babes lie.

I remember the sounds
Squealing, screeching screams of joy
As Dad’s life their heads
And sleeping eyes wake.

I remember the kitchen
The clattering of pots and pans
And of golden mince pies
As hungry hands grope.

I remember the peace
Turkey tired and tipsy
Clambering between blankets
And asleep.

...........................................could you make it one about panto, i LOVE panto

I don't know how to spell it but I was loving the onamatopeic sounds of clattering pans!