Even this shall pass away,

Mournful thoughts on stormy days.

You are gone, yet I am here

Remembering love and Christmas Cheer.


I thought of you in deep remorse;

Then begged for peace to fill my soul;

Then prayed that you please come to me

And suddenly, this flower grows

And here you are within the hollow corridors

Of haunted dreams and empty awakenings.


And at last I smile, because I know –

Without knowing anything –

That I still love

And life goes on

And tears are washed away

By joys of caroling exaltation.


And this season will forever be

The most cherished one for me.


Katalin Kennedy

From Echoes of Footsteps

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