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The twinkling lights begin to fade, A once-bright tree in shadow laid. The ornaments are packed away, The joy of yore feels far today. The echoes of a carol’s tune Linger faintly in the room. The laughter shared, the stories told, Now rest in memories, soft and cold. The fire’s embers slowly die, Smoke trails wisp into the sky. A silence falls, both deep and wide, Where warmth and wonder did reside. The snow still glistens, soft and white, But lacks the magic of that night. When hearts were full, and love was near, Now fleeting as the turning year. Yet in the quiet, hope remains, Like distant bells through winter rains. For though the glow of Christmas ends, Its light returns, as time mends.