Softly falls the snow outside,
As festive tunes begin to reside,
Within our hearts, a warm delight,
Christmas magic, shining bright.
The tree stands tall, its branches wide,
Awaiting ornaments, side by side,
We hang the angel, pure and white,
A symbol of love, a guiding light.
Apple cinnamon wafts through the air,
As sugar cookies bake with care,
Fragrant treats that warm the soul,
A sweet tradition, making whole.
With every decoration, a memory made,
Laughter and love, in every shade,
The tree's soft glow, a beacon bright,
A Christmas haven, on this winter's night.
In this peaceful scene, we find our cheer,
A sense of calm, a love that's clear,
The angel's wings, a gentle breeze,
Reminding us of Christmas' gentle ease.
About the Creator
Sara C
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