Two Christmas Songs

Fall Gently, Christmas Flakes

Fall gently, Christmas flakes,
Upon my form too cold, too cold to care;
It matters not my poor heart breaks;
It matters not the chill is in the air:
Fall gently, Christmas flakes, on me alone: –
For she is gone.

If I were small and white,
And careless as a flake of Christmas snow,
I’d float upon the silent night,
Far, far away, and not care where I go:
I’d drift forever through the winter air,
Far, far from here.

Who knows where I might fall?
Perhaps upon her still unyielding form:
Perhaps – it matters not at all,
For I am cold: who cares if she be warm?
Fall on her, Christmas flakes, far, far away, –
Here will I stay.

Bring my Christmas Here

The snow is in the air;
The lights are on the tree;
The hearth is full of cheer,
And blazing merrily;
But Christmas has not come:
As soon as you are home,
Christmas will be here.

The candles’ nodding souls
Wink and disappear;
The softly-dying coals
Glimmer on a tear:
It isn’t Christmas day,
While you are far away:
Bring my Christmas here.

Come home again, my dear!
The fire may have died,
But we’ll have Christmas cheer
Nestled side by side,
And warm forevermore,
With love forever sure: –
Bring my Christmas here!

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