Dedicated to anyone with a loved one in a faraway place.......
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~*~To the One Far Away, on the Night of Yuletide~*~
Does it snow where you are now? Do you look out on a winter morning and see the first snow resting fresh and soft as a dream of sugared joy? Do you sit by the fireplace of an evening, light candles and see my face smiling in the brightest flame? I think you are happy; often I hear you whisper to me when I light the first candle of the Yuletide, and the children are in bed, and I sit wondering if you can see the snowfall and if you run out to laugh at the flakes as a happy pup. That one candle glows more high and bright than all others, just as you yourself, and I hear your voice as a carol in the dusk or as the first snowfall blanketing my questioning heart in beauty and delight; surely you are happy as I could not make you however much I wished. I'd know it if you weren't. The stars wouldn't shine so thick and knowing in the winter sky the snow wouldn't fall so tender on the boughs of fir and pine and holly, nor gleam so white and pure, and the candles wouldn't bless the room so warm and cheery, and the flames couldn't dance so gladsome on the Yule log if you were looking out on a snowless slope through eyes of soreness and want. My heart knows you are happy whether you can see the snow or no. I wish only that it could have happened in this room, with the candles gathered like the shadows of stars and that my eyes didn't need so many tears to see your face among them….
Does it snow where you are now?
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