O Christmas Tree, in twilight’s gentle gleam,
You stand adorned, a guardian of winter’s dream.
Your branches whisper secrets of the night,
In silent reverence, bathed in starry light.

Beneath your boughs, the world’s worries fade,
As joy and peace in your shadow are laid.
Each ornament tells a story, bright and bold,
A tapestry of memories, both new and old.

The scent of pine, a promise of the past,
Reminds us that these moments are to last.
In your embrace, hearts find their way,
To cherish love on this blessed holiday.

O Christmas Tree, your beauty pure and true,
Reflects the hope that lies in me and you.
May your light guide us through the cold,
And keep the spirit of Christmas forever bold.