December’s chill wraps the earth in a quiet embrace,
Frost-kissed mornings greet the dawn with grace,
Stars shimmer brighter in the velvet night,
As winter’s breath whispers through the moonlight.
The world slows down, lost in a tranquil spell,
Snowflakes dance, stories only they can tell,
Hearts grow warmer in the cold’s gentle hold,
December’s magic, a beauty to behold.
Fires burn brightly in hearths and in hearts,
Bringing warmth to nights as the cold departs,
Laughter and love fill the crisp, clear air,
December’s gifts beyond compare.
Memories are woven in the fabric of time,
Each moment a note in December’s rhyme,
A symphony of whispered dreams and cheer,
December’s spirit, ever near.