Oh, gifted soul with pages worn, In England's heart your tales are born. A secret brings you festive cheer, As Austen's charm draws you near. Beneath December's whispering glow, Where Darcy's words and feelings flow, Your favorite world within the lines, Where wit and love gracefully entwines. This silent giver's thoughtful art, Offers a gift to warm your heart— A novel friend, a quiet delight, To read by firelight's gentle light.