In Port Jefferson's frosty glow, Where winter winds and magic flow, A gift for Katie, pure delight, Awaits her on each starry night. At the Rinx, where ice dreams spin, Her skates will dance on silvered lin, Under the moon's soft, gentle gaze, In laughter's echo, time will blaze. With each glide, her spirits soar, A winter's wish, she’ll ask no more, For in this gift, her heart shall sing, In icy realms where joy takes wing.