Beneath winter's silent shroud, a dance of snowflakes, soft and proud.
Evergreens adorned in gilded sheen, a festive spirit, tranquil and serene.
In the hearth's warm, flickering embrace, cocoa dreams and tales interlace.
Crystal daggers dangle from eaves, catching moonbeams in icy sleeves.

Villages snug in snowy quilt, laughter echoes, joyous lilt.
Santa's sleigh, a comet bright, paints generosity in festive light.
Midnight's hush, a magic spell, dreams ascend, where wishes dwell.
Nature pauses, as if to see, the transcendence of moments in glee.

Fir-scented air and twinkling lights, Christmas whispers through silent nights.
Beneath the tinsel and ornaments gleam, the true magic—a love supreme.
In moments shared and kindness sown, a timeless joy, forever known.
Winter's lullaby, soft and sweet, in the heart's snowy retreat.

Frost-kissed windows frame the scene, a tableau of joy, a festive dream.
Candle flames flicker, shadows dance, as carols echo in a rhythmic trance.
Gingerbread houses with sugar snow, a sweet world where fantasies grow.
Stockings hung with care and glee, anticipation beneath the tree.

Scarlet ribbons, silver bells, tales spun in enchanting spells.
Snowmen don hats of coal, in the meadows, they stand tall.
Mittens lost in playful snow, laughter rings in the twilight's glow.
Skaters twirl on frozen lakes, creating memories the heart awakes.

Through the night, a sleigh's soft jingle, reindeer hooves on rooftops mingle.
Gifts exchanged with love and cheer, wrapping paper rustles near.
Silent whispers of goodwill, a snowflake's kiss, a moment's thrill.
In the symphony of this magical night, Christmas spirit takes its flight.
© willow wood