Christmas Surprise
A couple years ago,
weeks before Christmas,
I was sitting at the kitchen table,
typing on my laptop,
and I heard someone
coming up the steps outside.
Instead of a knock on the door,
the doorknob turned,
the door opened
and it took a moment
before I believed what I was seeing.
You had said you wouldn’t make
the thirteen hundred miles for Christmas
and you didn’t lie.
You came early.
I guess it’s too much to hope
that it will happen again.
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