In the hush of December’s gentle call,
When the world wraps in a frosted shawl,
Silent nights stretch beneath the stars,
We dance with dreams from afar.

The crisp air sings a melody of old,
As stories of winter quietly unfold,
Through barren trees and snowy plains,
December whispers in refrains.

Fires crackle with a warm embrace,
Casting shadows that softly trace,
The echoes of laughter, the warmth of hearts,
Binding souls as the daylight departs.

A tapestry of moments, tender and bright,
We find solace in the long winter’s night,
In December’s arms, we gently sway,
Welcoming the dawn of a new day.