Oh, the magic of Christmas, so tender and bright,
A season of wonder, of joy, and delight.
When snowflakes fall soft, and the world wears a glow,
In hearts and in homes, love's warmth starts to grow.

The crackle of fires, the sparkle of trees,
The laughter that dances like whispers in breeze.
From kitchens arise scents of cinnamon sweet,
As families gather, their spirits complete.

The love that this season so gently bestows,
Wraps round like a blanket when cold winter blows.
It’s found in the hugs of the ones we hold dear,
In whispers of kindness that all can revere.

Children’s eyes gleam with a radiant light,
As stockings are filled in the still of the night.
Their giggles and glee as they wake Christmas morn,
A reminder of joy from the moment we're born.

Around the great table, with feast laid with care,
We share in the bounty, the love that is there.
With stories and laughter, the bonds grow more tight,
As hearts are enkindled by soft candlelight.

And though gifts are given, the truest of all,
Is the presence of family, answering love’s call.
For riches can fade, and treasures may part,
But love is eternal, engraved in the heart.

So let us remember, as this season unfolds,
It’s not just the tinsel, the silver, or gold.
But Christmas is cherished when hearts are as one,
A time for pure love and for family fun.