Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;
The embers glowed softly, the fire whispered low,
Casting warm dancing shadows that flickered and flowed.
Outside, winter wrapped the whole world in white,
While dreams tiptoed gently through rooms in the night.
When suddenly—crack!—from the hearth came a sound,
A spark leapt alive and spun stories around.
It spoke of old wishes and joy yet to be found,
Of laughter, of kindness, of hearts tightly bound.
So remember this night, as the flames rise and fall:
Christmas lives not in gifts, but in love—above all.
And as sleep claims the house, serene, warm, and bright,
Merry Christmas to all… and to all a good night.” 🎄✨
🎄🎁🎄🎁🎄
Alihmhmhm
🎅🏽🎅🏽🎅🏽🎅🏽
