I met you in a winter Christmas card. <br />The wind played carols through the evergreens. <br />Snow fell like angel birds on old tin roofs. <br />The mood was appalachian to the soul. <br /> <br />Time painted us a picture of ourselves. <br />The gray landscape was bathed in candlelight <br />From sun almost too threadbare to exist, <br />And yet we thanked the faint warmth for its gift. <br /> <br />Home shone for us across a vast white field. <br />The way was long but we both made it, Friend. <br />A single frost star captured by the glass <br />Dispelled the dark and made the music last.<br /><br />Sandra Fowler<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-winter-christmas-card/
