Episode 36

The air bites with a frosty kiss, a whispered song of winter's bliss. A December child, with eyes so bright, reflects the season's softest light. Like silent snow, a gentle soul, making broken spirits whole. They bring a calm, a peaceful hush, where hurried worries gently flush.

They gather warmth, like hearth fires glow, when winter winds begin to blow. A quiet strength, a steady hand, to help another understand. They see the beauty in the frost, no precious moment ever lost. In quiet moments, they find grace, a loving smile upon their face.

When darkness falls, and nights are long, their spirits bloom, a silent song. A hopeful heart, a steady gleam, fulfilling wishes, like a dream. A December child, a gift so true, bringing peace and calm to you. A gentle soul, a guiding star, loved deeply, near and far.