Christmas Comes Softly

Christmas poem with a little magic, a little emotional, and full of that holiday glow:

Snow drifts down like whispered grace,
softening the edges of every place.
Lights flicker warm in windows bright,
tiny stars stitched into the night.

The world slows down, just for a while,
wrapped in pine and candlelight style.
Laughter gathers in gentle rooms,
where cookies bake and hope resumes.

Memories hang like ornaments near—
some bring joy, some bring a tear.
But even the heart that’s known some pain
finds comfort in the falling snow again.

For Christmas isn’t just gifts or cheer—
it’s the love we carry from year to year:
A quiet magic, tender and true,
a soft reminder—
light lives in you.