Festive Whispers

In the quiet hands of winter's caress,

Snow-kissed skylights, delicately dressed,

Where giggles swirl, playfully so,

Twinkling lights, dance and glow.

Memories twirl in the twilight ether,

Nostalgia dances merrily beneath her,

The fragrance of evergreen, the crinkle of wood,

Hot chocolate shared under hand-knit hoods.

Friends laughter, echoing with allure,

Carry harmony of presence, so angelically pure,

Ornaments dangle, as remembrance flashes,

A feeling of magic, and sounds of clinking glasses.

Choruses ignite, a melodic jingle,

Carolers join, with songs of Kriss Kringle,

In the comfort of friends, the earth feels light,

As joy is flowing through the night.

Snowfall floats, with gentle ease,

Creation is silent , a peaceful freeze,

With every snow crystal, a calm embrace,

A feeling of love, sprinkled with grace.

Presents wrapped, in silver and golds,

Stories of wonder, from the past, are told,

But the most precious gifts, live not in things,

Yet in the connection, that intimacy brings.

The buffet is set with elements of intention,

Congregated together, with heartfelt attention,

Sharing a feast, over laughter and delight,

Flickering votives, adorn the night.

Epiphanies grow, come the months final act,

Next Years visions declared, spoken with wholehearted pacts,

Together, we share our future aspirations,

Fantasizing collectively, creating the coming years manifestations.

Closing this whimsical holiday of cheer,

Dancing in possibility, releasing all fear,

Universally felt, the season beams,

An orchestration of desire, a conception of dreams.