I'll Be Home for Christmas

Frosty panes and pale blue eyes 

No snow- no flakes you realize- 

Just a nose to the glass 

Faint sigh of foggy breath is heard 

Heartfelt wish now seeming absurd- 

Just a nose to the glass 

Eyelids taking on the wait 

Icy fingers in a frightful state- 

Nose still to the glass 

Her tasks abandoned, stove turning cold 

Coco and mittens added to the trove- 

Two noses to the glass 

Stomping boot and camo green 

The wish- not for snow, but him to be seen- 

Now three noses to the glass

Author's Note

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