Skies are blushing winter blue, Cities hum a brighter tune. Footsteps echo soft and quick, Hearts beat fast with peppermint. A carousel of swirling coats, Dreams tied up in tinsel notes. Every window writes a line Of stories crossing into mine. And the world spins just a little slower When the cold winds start to blow But somehow every December Still reminds me how we grow. This is December in motion, A wild little holiday ocean. Snowflakes whirl like lost devotion, Every moment set in motion. Raise your hands to the starlit sky, Feel the rush of another try This is December in motion, A season learning how to fly. Lanterns flicker down the street, Strangers share a fleeting heat. Children laugh like crystal chimes, Time folds twice at Christmastime. There’s a music in the market’s glow, Voices rising soft and low. Every face a shifting spark, Painting brightness in the dark. And the world feels strangely lighter When we take a breath and see How even winter’s quiet moments Hold a warmth that sets us free. This is December in motion, A wild little holiday ocean. Snowflakes whirl like lost devotion, Every moment set in motion. Raise your hands to the starlit sky, Feel the rush of another try This is December in motion, A season learning how to fly. Maybe joy is just a spark we share, Passing like the cold night air. Maybe hope is just a hand we hold, In stories written bright and bold. This is December in motion, Hearts awake in quiet devotion. Let the frost carry every emotion, Every step another notion. Raise your voice, let it fill the night We’re alive under winter’s light. This is December in motion, A season learning how to fly.
