Home For Christmas

I travel long
through the softly falling snow,
road ready
and going home.

My heart is there
and I am right behind.
There is no where else that I
want to be during Christmas time.

My family and friends
await me
and soon, I will be
very jolly and merrily arriving.

The fireplace is lit,
burning,
patiently,
waiting there, just for me.

To a merry Christmas,
I go,
I
am going home.

Merry Christmas Everyone

Mommy Ava

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