The cold wind wrapped around the red nose
of the old man.
As he travelled, just a short distance
ladened with presents.
A family Christmas reunion.
Not far from their home, he paused for breath.
A thought of his lost love, saddened him,
as a snowflake brushed his cheek,
and more dusted his head.
"I love you too," he said, with a smile.
In the distance, he heard the sound of Carol Singers.
Thoughts of Christmas, warmed his soul,
and those happy little face, waiting.
Moments later, he tapped on their door,
to the tune of Deck The Halls, Christmas Carol.
Then, he heard the exited children, calling his name,
the door opened, and the smell and love of Christmas
caressed him.
A tear welled, and nearly escaped, as he welcomed everyone
with. "Merry Christmas."
Passing the presents to his son, and daughter,
in a welcome exchange, for a hot toddy.
The presents were safely stacked, under the
brightly lighted, Christmas tree.
He sat and smiled, cheeks, now as red as his nose,
Grandpa, called out the names of his exited little family.
The well broke, all down his cheek, it was
the happies time of his life, Christmas with his family.