5, 4, 3, 2, 1. Merry Christmas

Twas the night before Christmas, and all through Jack's Bar.
 

Not even Preacher was stirring. He served the last margarita.
 

The garlands were hung through Virgin River with care.
 

And everyone had festive sweaters to wear.
 

Charmaine was ready to give birth to the twins.
 

As Jack and Mel snuggled for a cozy night in… 

…okay, you don't have to brag about it. Rub it in my face, I get it. I'm so horribly alone.
 

Hope and her Doc sat with Denny and Lizzie
 

Sipping hot cocoa when Mike arrived in a tizzy.
 

What could it be? Is it murder or blackmail?
 

Kidnappers, drug dealers, or just a hangnail?

They were needed outside, but knew nothing more.
 

So they arose and went right for the door.
 

Outside were Connie, Jo Ellen, and Muriel.
 

Preacher, and Brady, Cam and Tara as well.
 

As snow began falling, the crowd began singing,
 

And off in the distance they heard jingle bells ringing. A Christmas surprise for a town that's seen strife-
 

But has also provided them all a good life.
 

Through rainstorms and fires they have all survived.
 

As the holidays neared, they even thrived.
 

Together they wished under snow and moonlight.
 

Happy Christmas to all,
 

And to all a good night.