Days Before Christmas Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Days are now so gray
In the month of December
Not much contrasting way
Of its yellow dark ember
Where songs are singing
In the silhouette shade
And in Christmases bringing
With colorful lights made

Look at all the pitch-dark
In its flowing distill
Somber lightness to spark
Before day climbs the hill
Happy moments are coming
With their choruses line
All the favorite strumming
To make those days shine

In sweetness of starlight
The candles are burning
To brighten up the night
For moments we are yearning
We together come and sing
To open up our pleasures
And happy moments in bring
All its days and treasures