December 9th, a day so fair,  
With whispers of Christmas in the frosty air.  
The earth is dressed in a snowy white,  
Reflecting the glow of a soft moonlight.  

The holly is bright with berries red,  
While dreams of the season dance in our heads.  
The scent of cookies, the crackle of fire,  
Fills every heart with warm desire.  

Children’s laughter, a joyful sound,  
Echoes through villages all around.  
Their rosy cheeks and mittened hands,  
Build snowy wonders across the lands.  

The spirit of giving begins to grow,  
In every heart, a radiant glow.  
With kindness shared and love displayed,  
The foundation of Christmas is gently laid.  

Oh, December 9th, you light the way,  
To the joys of the coming Christmas Day.  
With each small act, a spark is born,  
A star to guide us through the morn.  

So let us treasure this winter’s art,  
The simple joys that warm the heart.  
For December 9th, so calm, so kind,  
Brings Christmas closer, in spirit and mind.