In the hush of winter’s gentle breath,
The world transforms in quiet grace,
Stars adorn the sky, a celestial wreath,
Guiding us to a sacred place.
Candles flicker with a warming glow,
Casting shadows on the snow-clad ground,
Voices rise in harmony, soft and low,
In the night, a timeless sound.
Families gather in the fire’s embrace,
Sharing laughter, love, and dreams,
In every heart, a tender space,
Filled with hope and silver beams.
Amidst the holly and the pine,
A spirit of giving softly blooms,
In this season, truly divine,
Peace and joy fill all our rooms.