Beneath the starry night, there stands a tree so bright,
Adorned with lights and ornaments, it fills our hearts with delight,
Each branch tells a story, of love and festive cheer,
A symbol of togetherness, as Christmas time draws near.

The twinkling lights reflect, the joy within our eyes,
The evergreen stands tall, beneath the winter skies,
Wrapped in festive garlands, of gold and silver thread,
It whispers tales of magic, as we gather round its spread.

Underneath its boughs, we place our hopes and dreams,
Gifts of love and kindness, wrapped in shiny gleams,
The tree stands as a witness, to laughter and to tears,
A timeless guardian, through the fleeting years.

As the night grows silent, and the world is at peace,
The Christmas tree reminds us, of joys that never cease,
It stands as a beacon, of hope and endless glee,
A cherished symbol of the season, for all eternity.