Carol of a Stone Heart

Wishful Carol
Nicolas Griffith
'Twas the night before Christmas all on my own.
Not a warm heart beating since mine was turned to stone.
The clouds filled the air not a star in the sky.
In my own fortress of solitude without you I wonder why?

Instead of decking the halls with holiday cheer.
I think of past memories far and near.
Thinking of your smile which was disarming.
Thinking of the time I wanted to be your Prince Charming.

I put a shroud over the lonely with a simple smile.
Little did I know taking a risk would be worthwhile.
Now I sit in front of the fire wishing you were here.
I log online and wish a Merry Christmas to all, and to all a new year.