In the quiet glow of winter's light, Ezekiel stands, a beacon bright. A friend so true, with heart so free, Who guards the bonds of loyalty. Through whispered winds and shadows' play, You stayed, a guide, when skies were gray. Thank you for listening when others withdrew, For never stabbing, nor turning askew. Merry Christmas, dear friend, in this season's embrace, May joy fill your heart and love light your face. In gratitude vast, forever you'll be, A cherished companion and ally to me.