Softly falls the snow outside,
In this cabin, I bide my time,
With Christmas cheer and dreams of you,
I hold close to a love that’s true.
Snowed in here, in this lonely cabin,
While you’re back home where we planned to be.
Logs crackle in the firelight’s glow,
Yet my heart’s with you, that much I know.
Your picture rests on the mantle’s edge,
Ornaments gleam with a yuletide pledge.
Our favorite song plays low and sweet,
But here alone, it feels incomplete.
Christmas by the fire, without you near,
Miles apart, but love feels clear.
The warmth of the hearth, a poor embrace,
Still I see your smile in every place.
This flame burns strong, yet fades to blue,
Holding tight to memories of you.
The scent of pine and cinnamon rolls,
Bring back our nights, your hand I’d hold.
Worn flannel wrapped, like your soft embrace,
Your scent lingers in our favorite place.
I picture you laughing, hands held tight,
Dancing ‘round the room in Christmas light.
Now the room’s still, the night so deep,
I close my eyes, memories to keep.
I trace the steps, the moments we made,
By the tree where our dreams were laid.
Christmas by the fire, without you near,
Miles apart, but love feels clear.
The warmth of the hearth, a poor embrace,
Still I see your smile in every place.
This flame burns strong, yet fades to blue,
Holding tight to memories of you.
So here’s to next year, when we reunite,
Under twinkling stars and winter’s light.
This fire’s warmth will carry me through,
‘Til Christmas morning brings me home to you.