Campden Hill Square on Christmas Eve

I read about this in Reader's Digest. On Christmas Eve each year the tradition around the square is for residents to turn out their electric lights, draw back their curtains and light candles in the windows of every pane facing the street. This inspired this poem.

Campden Hill Square on Christmas Eve

Darkness falling, the twilight hour
Christmas Eve has come once more
Out go the lights, electric power
And a soft glow is lit, to adore

Draw back the curtains, all prepare
A custom old, all play their part
In every window around the square
A community of hope and heart

In every window around the square
Candles placed, and candles alight
A silent night, a flickering prayer
Of home and hearth, shine bright

Campden Hill Square on Christmas Eve
Such joy of heaven, now conceive