Beneath the Christmas tree, with lights all aglow, A pile of Christmas chocolates slowly grows.
Wrapped in gold and crimson bright,
Sweet treasures await this winter night.
Outside the window, it's softly snowing,
The chill of December winds are blowing.
By the fire's warm, crackling light,
The season feels perfectly right.
Santa's workshop has filled the chocolate tin,
And in walks Santa's helper with a grin.
He spies the bowl of treats on display,
And whispers, “I’ve earned these after today!”
But just as he steals a chocolate delight,
A sudden sneeze gives him a fright!
“Achoo!” rings out — he jumps with a start,
Nearly dropping a chocolate-shaped heart.
The chocolates tumble, but oh, it’s okay!
They glisten like treasure in soft disarray.
For Christmas is magic, kind and amazing,
Where laughter and sweetness are worth praising.
So savor the moments, simple and bright,
Where chocolates and snowflakes fall through the night.
22 lines.
Notes
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