In the stillness of a winter’s night,
Where stars flicker soft with gentle light,
A whisper of hope begins to rise,
Painted in the hues of dawn’s early skies.

Children dream with hearts so pure,
Of gifts and love that will endure,
Beneath the tree, a promise lies,
Wrapped in joy, where magic never dies.

Families gather, hand in hand,
Together in this festive land,
Each embrace, a tender thread,
Weaving hope through words unsaid.

Let the spirit of this Christmas day,
Chase the shadows far away,
In every heart, let hope ignite,
A beacon through the darkest night.