Missing you my love

I am missing you my love,

Where art thou hiding?

A cosy fire a burning,

Crackling logs glowing amber,

With a red haze that warms my cockles,

Waiting for you to join me,

We will make each other a better person,

Patience will continue to be my virtue,

To safely  and surely  hand in hand with my man,

Sit we watching the snow fall on the glen .

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