Tis the night before Christmas π, when the world seemed to pause,
Soft stars stitched the sky in a hush without cause.
The moon cast its glow on the rooftops below,
Where chimneys stood waiting, iced over with snow.
The streets lay in silence, no footsteps, no sound,
Just lanterns of frost as the cold drifted round.
Windows breathed warmth with a flicker of light,
Guarding small dreams through the long winter night.
Pine scented the rooms where the fires burned low,
Stockings hung hopeful in neat little rows.
Each clock held its breath, each shadow stood still,
As magic crept softly over valley and hill.
Somewhere a whisper rode in on the breeze,
A promise of joy carried through frozen trees.
For this was the night when the ordinary bends,
And miracles wander where belief never endsβ¦ πβ¨
Merrryy Xmas guys β₯οΈ
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