DAY 23 — THE CHRISTMAS EVE EVE GLOW

The lights were softly twinklingas the evening drifted near,and Turbo felt a cosy glow of Christmas drawing here.

The world seemed warm and quiet, the sky a silver-blue,and every little lantern held a gentle golden hue.

He paused beneath the pine trees, just listening to the night—the calm before the Christmas joy, the hush of candlelight.

“With magic just a day away,”he whispered soft and slow,

“I’ll carry this warm feeling wherever I may go…”