Tis the night before Christmas, and all through the house,
the lights softly glowed, not even a mouse dared to rouse.
Outside, snow whispered secrets under the moon’s silver shine,
while inside, laughter and warmth made the moment divine.
I realized then that Christmas isn’t the gifts or the cheer,
but the people beside you, the love you hold dear.
With hearts full of hope and worries laid to rest,
that quiet night became my favorite Christmas best.
Honka777