‘Tis The Season

The memories of you are as unique as snowflakes, as they fall from above and land with soft kisses.  The thought of you will keep me warm, as your name lingers in cold air whispers.  May I decorate your face with the smiles that I’ve kept and saved in boxes tucked away?  I’ve just been saving them for something special.  I’ve gift wrapped our conversations, and wait patiently, knowing one day I’ll open them up with childlike excitement.  Make me believe in magic again.


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