Christmas wind, with your cold touch, come to me softly this night. Bring with you, your whispering voice, of warm thoughts , from friends far away.

Eyes sparkling, at a moon so blue, on this night of Christmas -so true. Blue is not my hart, though we be apart, for I know, you, my friends too, gaze apon, the same moon of blue.

Let the sky be are tree, on this Christmas night, and the stars in the sky, its twinkling lights. And we shall make are gifts, from the s tars this night.

Of thoughts and memories, we shared in our past nights. So Christmas wind, take my warm thoughts too. Tarry no longer. Carrying them apon your whispering breeze, this night. And bring to them also, my thoughts of joy, of such good friends, on this Christmas night.

When I hear the whispering wind, any number of nights, I know it is you, my friends, saying hi, wish you well, and goodnight.

-Seam