’Tis the night before Christmas, the world calm and bright,
Snowflakes like diamonds drift soft through the night.
In a small cozy home where the fire glows warm,
A child sat listening to the hush of the storm.
The stockings were hanging, the tree lights aglow,
Outside shimmered rooftops, all covered in snow.
When suddenly—thump!—from the rooftop above,
Came a sound that was gentle, yet filled them with love.
A swirl of bright snow down the chimney appeared,
And out stepped dear Santa, his boots lightly smeared.
With a smile that could warm even winter’s cold air,
He said, “Merry Christmas—what a joy to find you here.”
He reached in his satchel and pulled out a star,
“A gift for your kindness, which shines near and far.”
Its glow filled the room with a soft golden gleam,
Wrapping the moment in the warmth of a dream.
“Place it high on your tree, let it brighten the night,
For hearts full of hope make the magic shine bright.”
Then Santa winked kindly and rose out of sight,
Back to rooftops and reindeer and the moon’s silver light.
So the child stood smiling in the warm fire’s gleam,
Holding close to the wonder of that sweet winter dream.
For on this quiet night, filled with magic and cheer,
Christmas whispered softly, “I’m always near.”
stake- Istar99 ☘️
