" Now winter lights its cheerful fire,
While jests with frolic mirth resound,
And draws the wandering beauty nigher,
'Tis now too cold to rove around:
The Christmas game, the playful dance,
Incline her heart to glee;
Mutual we glow, and kindling love,
Draws every wish to me."
{Anne Batten Cristall}
twinkle lights
joyful lights
the world all a-glitter
twinkle lights
joyful lights
my heart all a-flutter