Through the drawn curtain
Daylight seems to gleam,
Saying, Heaven’s certain;
Happiness no dream
Why this revelation?
Why does my heart play?
Simple explanation
Allie’s home today.
I hardly dare to write. You open a door,
A pile of crushing cares stacked up behind it
Tumble on you, and smothers: the great store...
The tree – again! – it’s roaring white
Firing snow into the air
Lean long branches flash, declare...
