On December 8th, the world takes pause,
To honor the season, its sacred cause.
The air is crisp, the skies alight,
With stars that twinkle through the night.

The wreaths are hung, the garlands strung,
And joyful carols are softly sung.
Each note a promise, each word a prayer,
For love and hope beyond compare.

The candles flicker, their flames so bright,
Guiding hearts on this winter night.
A time to give, to share, to care,
To spread the spirit everywhere.

Snowflakes fall in a gentle dance,
A wintry spell, a fleeting chance.
To pause, reflect, and warmly greet,
The joy of December so bittersweet.

December 8th, your charm inspires,
A hearth’s soft glow, the warmth of fires.
You remind us all, as Christmas nears,
Of unity, laughter, and cherished years.

So let us gather, in homes or in heart,
And celebrate this season’s start.
For December 8th, with quiet cheer,
Brings the magic of Christmas ever near.