The Present
No waking up at four
in the morning wondering if He’s been.
No stocking or pillowslip hanging
at the bottom of the bed.
No believing that you heard sleigh bells
in the middle of the night.
It’s not even necessary to decorate the tree,
is it Toffee.
Though the old magic hasn’t disappeared.
It’s just different. Still lovely.
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