She placed a candle on the windowsill,
Flickering soft and gentle light.
Waiting for love’s return,
On a dark and snowy night.
Christmas lights twinkled,
Glittered ribbons sparkled silvery bright.
While softly sifted snow fell,
Each flake divinely measured flight.
Blanketing tree and bush and road,
The snow covered all in downy white.
No sound of breath or footstep,
Merely winter’s silent might.
Pensive moments passed like hours,
Awaiting heart’s delight.
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On this winter night.
Shapeless forms ever taller,
Drifting, rising to great heights.
Anxious thoughts and worries mounted,
Pondering love’s lost and snowbound plight.
But hope is everlasting and renewed each Christmas Eve,
When love is all around us and comforts winter’s frosty bite.
The candle flame then brightened, sending forth it’s warming glow,
For no amount of wind or snow could forestall love’s return on this joyous night.
Fear and worries then abated,
When love came into sight,
Trudging ever homeward,
Guided by love’s candle in the night.