A Quiet Warm Night in December

An old mailbox by the house.

The same street lamp, glowing softly in the night.

The quiet of a winter evening.

Even when people leave,

even when time moves on,

these things remain.

They never run away from us.

A place filled with wishes.

A place filled with love.

A place filled with warmth.

Whenever you long for it,

you only need to find your way back.

And it will be waiting.

No matter how long it’s been.

No matter the season.

Dedicated to my family.

Happy Holidays 2025 🤍

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