Written by: Stefan
The snow is long, but, before Nicholas, wide and vast spaces between the river dressed in festive attire, quiet nights as clinking one after another and golden light – hugging woods, just like a necklace of gold coins – jingles and hugs girl’s neck. .. and resolve were rubies, hiding all those charms, all that vigor, heat, all that grandeur beauty and warmth, preserving the tenderness of known and preserving them for someone, whom heart dreams, for someone who is happy about her, For him whose firm steps be familiar with them – barking farm dogs – a tiny kisses counted hours and spells – as during a severe chill against the window pane print -. everlasting love and the woman – and the plain -. thank you, God, what you have given all this beauty – and this silent and holy night, he thought to himself as he along with Many world – attended midnight mass. – No hidden joy and it is clearly evident that the color looks exuded uniqueness to you was so proud, and on whom all their heart loves … Although it has long since there is no record .. ail she knew, she felt that he was alive … and that he loves her … She knew she was the last to leave the battlefield and alive fell into the hands of cruelty. And Christmas Eve dinner with delight- Payer for both knowing that her Stefan – just as it once did paths – paths that lead through a long garden and even longer We attack plums – accompanied by celestial stars in her – the room one days come – . knew that in his heart of her heart, and that is infinitely loving -. was not aching loneliness. – Every time bedtime kissed his picture and thought of his smile – asleep.
Night it was her he did not smell solitude. -. Came forth from the church headed to his home -. in which all of us smelled it -.’s not a fallen world, a reflection of the magical shadow fire from the fireplace next to which is comfortably settled. -Was enough to shine on all those memories – with whom she lived, which gently caressed
her heavenly face -. Now just as his hand once -. Marry Christmas my little man, peace health happiness and joy – do you want your tiny -. She sat for a long time in the chair and his love warmed her heart.
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