Twas' the night before Christmas Eve...

Looking beyond the clouds, a starry night.

Children dance with joy and laughter, as underneath the tree lies another gift, beckoning to be opened.

People alike embrace in warm cheer, as old acquaintances they meet again. Family and loved ones share in the joy of the season, not to be shared again for another year.

Underneath the starry sky, the lights shine in sparkled eyes. Wonderous it doth seem.

So I sit by the burgeoning fire, sip my glass of wine, wondering what it may be.

For another year will pass before the return of this pristine scenery.

Just another year to forget, it seems.