Christmas Eve Is Here Poem by DM W

Christmas Eve Is Here



Christmas Eve is here.
The light from the sacred tree
Glows with good tidings.
It ushers in wondrous worlds
Of dreams and magic.
The scent of its pine needles
Purify the air,
As angels descend from high
Above. It suggests
Fresh hopes and fragrant notions.
It whispers warm words
To young children as they sleep.

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