Christmas reminds me that the gift is the beginning of a new life.
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Beneath the twinkling starlit night,
Amid the frost and candle's glow,
A gift is wrapped in silent light,
A promise in the fallen snow.
Beyond the ribbons, love enfolds,
A gentle whisper in the air,
The hope of new life it beholds,
A sacred birth, a soul laid bare.
In giving, let the heart rejoice,
For in this act, life's tender start,
Each present is a whispered voice,
A seed of grace sown in the heart.