Keep the ember glow,
Never fall down to your foes.
The ice is tearing her apart.
She should wrap up and hold her heart.
The snow has hurt her.
Left behind some scars.
She's wearing a smile,
Though it took a long while.
Her body's alive, it's Christmas,
There's fire coursing through her veins,
There's memories she adores,
Is there anyone to help make more?
Four words that drives out the snow
Her words and touch, melting the cold.
"Merry Christmas to me."