December goes by you in a flash. If you just close your eyes, it's gone. And it's like you were never there. Chill December brings the sleet, Blazing fire, and Christmas treat. I heard a bird sing in the dark of December, a magical thing and sweet to remember. 'We are nearer to Spring than we were in September,' I heard a bird sing in the dark of December. Remember this December that love weighs more than gold! Blessed is the season which engages the whole world in a conspiracy of love. I have forgotten much, but still remember the poinsiana's red, blood-red in warm December. In December ring every day the chimes; Loud the gleemen sing in the streets their merry rhymes. Let us by the fire ever higher sing them till the night expire!