It’s Christmastime now
But you already know that.
What’s it like for you there?
Do you miss us as much as we miss you?
Surely it has so much more meaning where you are;
It must be Divine.
The weather is changing, too,
Getting colder by the day.
Darkness falls earlier and earlier each afternoon
and seems to go hand in hand with the cold.
Is it cold where you are?
I don’t think so.
It was cold and raw and damp and grey the day you left,
So I imagine you’re somewhere warm and sunny and light filled.
It’s Christmastime now, and the hurt is all the more worse now.