• One on top of another, the snow began to accumulate,
    like twinkling stars on a painting of night.
    Before the season becomes far too temperate...
    please grant me this wish, upon my plight.

    This season holds far too many memories,
    the warmth which protected me; stripped away.
    Even though they ring such sad melodies,
    I cannot help but grasp on to this, and not astray.

    The snow which lies upon the lifeless ground,
    will ultimately melt, until naught is left.
    That day, when my heart's pieces could not the found,
    You... swept them away with deft...

    Although this wish may sound absurd...
    please grant me this; for I have no other wish...
    and I know that, I can infinitely be heard,
    Please...please bring back the ones I cherish...

    Because this is; Christmas...
    the season when families can reunite...
    That warmth, had become my bliss...
    Please... let me sleep well tonight.