Long time ago,
when she still was
a little child,
she woke up
and saw the white light
behind the closed curtains.

She forgot the cold,
and stepped out of bed.
She tiptoed on the cold floor
opened the curtains
and full of awe
witnessed the snowflakes
swiftly dancing down.

A child I was.
But even then
I knew
this was a moment
to remember.

I forgot how I washed,
dressed and ate.
Even forgot what my mother said,
or what the colours of my shoes were.

But I still feel myself
touching the cold doorknob,
opening the door,
stepping outside
in the cold fresh air
and being part of this miracle.

I felt comfortably surrounded
by the fluffy snow
that softly carressed my face.

It made me feel like dancing.
And I danced
under the huge trees
near our home.
and felt tiny
but not at all alone.

For this was one of the miracles
of Christmas
that came to be.

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