In the hush of December’s gentle embrace,
The world dons a cloak of frosted dreams,
Silent nights whisper tales of grace,
Wrapped in the moon’s tender beams.

Stars flicker above in a timeless dance,
Casting a glow on the sleeping earth,
Each breath of wind a fleeting chance,
To ponder the warmth of a crackling hearth.

Snowflakes descend in a delicate waltz,
Painting the land in a pure white sheet,
Nature pauses, free from faults,
In December’s serene retreat.

Hearts gather close in the chilly air,
Sharing stories by the fire’s light,
December weaves its magic fair,
In the quiet of the longest night.