By Mark A Leon 

As I lay me down to sleep, the Holy City moonlight creeps through my window to warm my feet 

Tonight I pray as I hear the bells and steeples chime softly in the coastal wind 

Keep us safe and protect us dear Lord so I may awake to spirit of Christmas in the warmth of my mothers arms 

Silent night, holy night echos in my weary head as a quiet Charleston Christmas Eve lingers ahead 

Dreams of carriage rides and Cistern Chimes, Tinsle between King and Queen and Nutcrackers protecting the Bennett supreme 

Ghosts of Christmas past stroll down Tradd while a Christmas tree lights up the starry Folly night 

Carols heard from Circa to Halls while a musical chorus keeps the market dwellers warm and cozy and feeling right 

From the rooftops of Dewberry and Vendue, Santa's helpers smile with glee 

They know there is so much goodness to seen

Soon a Lowcountry sunrise with kiss the ocean bed and restore the light and remind us of what he said 

Peace on Earth and Joy to all 
For a Charleston Christmas awaits it's call 

As I look to the tree and beyond I see 
My beautiful Charleston 
The greatest gift I will ever see