In Bethany's heart, the yuletide sings, A symphony of bells and angel wings. Her laughter like a hearth aglow, Inspiring warmth through winter's snow. Amidst the twinkle of the Christmas tree, Her spirit, strong and wild, breaks free. Independent as the stars above, Yet wrapped in threads of care and love. New Year's dawn, a fresh canvas bright, Her vision bold, a painter's light. With beauty's grace and humor's fire, She weaves a life to inspire— For in her gentle, guiding hand, A world of wonder finds its stand. Bethany, a beacon glowing far and near, Bringing dreams to life as the new year draws near.