Santa lost his way

I was dreaming of a land faraway,
Mellow sunshine flooding the sky at day.
Scampering children laughing in delight,
Hollies and roses in bloom, red and white.
Dulcet notes of the blue tit vibrating,
In hope of gifts tiny hearts pulsating.

Gales of the blizzard rattling the pine cones,
Cold shivers running down my spine and bones.
I wake up to find the empty Yule tree,
For a moment I was feeling gloomy.
Then a quick thought came to my mind, you know,
Perhaps Santa lost his way in the snow.

Prompt:Santa lost his way