A Christmas Glow
The warmth of joy, the light of love
Snowflakes fall on winter’s night,
The world aglow with soft candlelight.
Stockings hung, a tree adorned,
In the warmth of love, hearts are warmed.
The fire crackles, laughter near,
Families gather, far and dear.
Gifts wrapped in paper, ribbons tied,
Whispers of joy on this yuletide.
Underneath the twinkling, starry sky,
A wish for peace, as moments fly.
Through every gift, through every song,
Christmas is where we all belong.
In hearts of love, we find our way—
Merry Christmas, this blessed day.
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