On the night before Christmas, under starlit skies, The world lay asleep, where quiet dreams rise. Yet in one small house, a tale did unfold, Of friendships and wonders both new and old. Neil Merrilees sat by the fire's warm glow, Pondering peace in the soft evening's flow. Beside him, Dr. Jean Howell read tales, Of kindness and courage that always prevails. Clavin Fouts, with a twinkle of whimsy and jest, Offered tales of joy where hearts are blessed. Fergus the dog snoozed by their feet, In this night’s solace, they found it sweet. Though shadows of meanness may trouble the lands, This circle of friends had warmth in their hands. For in the world’s harshness, they found their might, On this Christmastide eve, beneath the starlight.