Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the house, Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse. Michelle lit the candles, their soft, glowing light, Danced on the walls, bringing warmth to the night. Papa was dreaming of toys in the sleigh, As Grammy hummed carols to end the long day. Trent strung the stockings, all lined by the fire, While Rylynn told tales of her heart's pure desire. The air filled with magic, as stars shone above, A night wrapped in wonder, with family and love. In this joyful stillness, both old souls and young, Carried hope for tomorrow, where dreams still unsung.