The snow is gently falling
Upon the window pane,
But to me it wouldn’t matter
If it never snowed again.
I find that I am all alone
On this cold, Christmas day,
And my tears are slowly falling
Because you’re so far away.
I can’t imagine me
Spending Christmas without you,
But I am sure my memories
Will help to see me through.
So on this cold, December day
I’ll send my gift of love.
Please remember that I love you,
And perhaps we’ll meet above.
Oct. 12, 1977
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