Larkspur at Christmas is such a magical place,
The dancers and carolers, such beauty and grace!
The skaters that spin ‘round the lakes, dressed in white,
The sleighs and horses covered in ribbons and lights.
The castle is lit at the top of the hill
The Areli Light, see it spill
From every window, crevice and hall,
Carrying gifts to villagers one and all.
The people laugh, so filled with joy
As they celebrate the birth of one little boy.
Snowflakes float like dainty lace doilies
And cover the land on this Holy of Holies.
Oh what a time in this land of mine!
Here’s wishing the same joy for thee and thine!