I was raised in a childhood carved from pure delight Where New York in December turned my whole world bright... Magic wasn’t make-believe no magic was my life Found in every snowy moment every twinkling city light... I remember Times Square glowing like a portal to a dream Billboards shouting joy in neon colors bursting at the seams... Central Park whispering stories in the hush of winter air Snowflakes dancing on my lashes like they knew I would always care... Radio City Music Hall felt sacred to my soul The Rockettes high-kicking my heart into something whole... Broadway raised me gently wrapped in velvet song and flame Every curtain call a whisper saying, “Child, you will never be the same.”.. Christmas time in New York was a dream dipped in gold Where Fifth Avenue shimmered with stories waiting to be told... I remember stepping into Saks like a princess on parade Lights dripping from the ceilings every dress my Aunt had hand-made... And Macy’s? Oh, Macy’s was a kingdom all its own Every level like a universe with treasures overgrown... Escalators carrying wishes magic floating in the air I swear even the mannequins were dressed like they were going somewhere... I was a kid in a fairy tale most people only see on TV Shopping in New York City where Christmas felt made especially for me... Because not every child gets to live that holiday delight Walking through Saks like royalty on a frosted December night... I felt chosen wrapped in wonder kissed by holiday bliss New York spoiled my childhood with moments that I will never forget... So when Christmas comes around my soul remembers still A little girl in New York where the world first felt magical and so beautifully real ❄️ @Darkfeminine