On a Still Night
December 25th, 2006On this very still night, I am thinking of you. In my mind’s eye, I can almost see you sleep, yet there is a sadness that binds us together. Not so much a sadness as a melancholy. Not so much a bond as a unison, a oneness, a…it’s difficult to explain.
May the soft whisper of my heart touch yours. May the peace that I know surround you and become yours. May the miles I have traveled bring you comfort, knowing that tomorrow’s road will be filled with joy.
Sleep in peace, my son. The war will keep.
I love you.
- Dad
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