TLDR
IRL: Tap Tap Is this thing on? Ah, yes, it’s that time of year.
IRL:
In the chill of December’s embrace, Where laughter dances with fire’s grace, A room alight with flickering hues, Tells tales of joy in winter’s muse.
Sturdy glasses clink, a spirited sound, Among friends, old and newfound. A toast to the year, to its rise and fall, In this gathering, we forget our all.
The aroma of pine, the warmth of the hearth, Stories shared, of love, of mirth. Each face, a story under the festive light, In the company of friends, the world seems right.
Outside, the snow blankets the earth, Inside, a fire, a rebirth. In these moments, time gently sways, In the heart of the holiday’s embrace.
Eyes gleam brighter than any star, On this night, no dream too far. A clasp of hands, a knowing smile, In this room, life pauses for a while.
So, here’s to the laughter, the tears, the cheers, To the memories made, to the coming years. In the heart of winter’s chill, we find, The warmth of goblin kind.
gn,
nicabar