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Christmas Eve, a star filled night.

All breath is crystal on the air.

Village friends will walk to church

To give their thanks, in worship there.

A window lit with candle's glow

Drops pools of light on icy paths.

Wood scented smoke plumes to the sky

From crackling flames in log filled hearths.

Within the cottage, old stone walls hold

Drapes of winter's green,

With bright red berries and cinnamon sticks

All woven in between.

In a shadowed corner,

There stands a christmas tree,

Where tinsel hangs with candy canes,

And baubles showing fireside flames.

Beneath it's boughs of pinewood scent,

And hanging from the branches

Are loving gifts, all wrapped up tight

To celebrate this magic night.