On Christmas Eve, the stars align,  
To weave the magic, bright and fine.  
The fire glows, the table’s set,  
The night’s alive with no regret.  
The house is filled with sweet delights,  
With laughter shared on velvet nights.  
The stockings wait for gifts to hold,  
As dreams unfold, both young and old.  
The reindeer fly through skies of light,  
As Santa travels far tonight.  
And as we wait with hearts so pure,  
The love of Christmas will endure.  
A night of wonder, hushed and deep,  
Where wishes softly start to leap.  
Hold close the joy, the ones you love,  
This gift from heaven high above.  
For Christmas Eve, so bright, so dear,  
Is love made real, and hope made clear.