‘Tis eventide, when all is stilled
Dark and dimly blue, nightly capped by opulent moons
White magic drizzles, dancing on window panes with an opera wind—reverberated perfection in nature’s acoustic drums
The Christmas fairy nigh approached me
She, antiquated gypsy star
Snowy Fey, fluttering frosty glass wings
Appeared—allusion sweet
‘Tis magic real—Christmas wishes born