Poetry in motion… 🎅🎄☃️ Beneath the tiles, so warm and bright, A hidden wonder spreads its light. No frosty floors on Christmas morn, For underfoot, the warmth is born. While snowflakes dance and winds do howl, Inside we bask, no need to cowl. From toes to heart, a cozy greeting, The joy of Christmas underfloor heating. Merry Christmas one and all.