Cards
letters
Envelopes
Christmas stickers
Festive tradition
The only one left
now there’s no tree
no lights,
no dinner,
no presents.
Just the thing
that matters most:
warm hearts across the miles.
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Shawn L. Bird 
Reblogged this on MY THOUGHTS….MY FEELINGS…. MY SHARES….. and commented:
Yup! 😦
that is wonderful and so true! deep thoughts! I like this
Thanks, Kimberly.
How lovely XX
Thanks Rose.
I’ve just sent a Hug which should be there for Christmas day providing it doesn’t get attacked by sharks on the way.
xxx Huge Hugs xxx
lol. Avoid sharks, dear Hug!
I love this. The last line got me.
Thanks
Just Amazing!!
Glad you enjoyed it.
Shawn – what is your magic or secret – You write so beautifully and I play the piano beautifully as well – I am touched!
This is my newest piano melody for you:
Thanks for sharing!
The cards, the presents mean zilch without the warmth that lasts all year.
Yup. I agree!