Through your door
a warm fire burns
but there's no fireplace
The hearth is in your heart
the embers on your face
I find safety & peace
in your presence
so unlike the cold others bring
In the dark days of winter
I know which bell to ring
through your door
You listen with more
than your ears
you hear with your heart & soul
You pay attention to the little things
so through your door I go
to you
Because I know what I'll find:
One who's good, true, & kind.
On this note I'll end--
Merry Christmas
to someone who knows
how to be a friend.
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