Amidst the winter’s silent night,
A tree stands tall, a wondrous sight,
Adorned with lights and ornaments bright,
It fills the heart with pure delight.

Its branches tell of festive cheer,
Of memories made year after year,
With every bauble, every star,
It brings us closer, near and far.

The scent of pine, a fragrant air,
A symbol of love and care,
Beneath its boughs, gifts lay in wait,
A testament to the season’s fate.

Oh Christmas tree, your beauty glows,
In your presence, joy overflows,
You stand as a beacon, pure and true,
A reminder of the love we knew.