In the heart of a bustling town,
Lights dance and whispers sound,
Colors bloom in the night,
A festival of pure delight.
Laughter rings through the air,
Joy and wonder everywhere,
Music weaves a magic spell,
In this place where spirits swell.
Children play and shadows flee,
Beneath the canopy of a glowing tree,
Faces lit with sheer delight,
In the gentle embrace of night.
As the festival draws to a close,
Hearts are full, and love still flows,
Memories made to last and keep,
In dreams, we’ll find them as we sleep.