Across the miles, across the ages
I see your smiles, and read your pages
You've given a gift that I treasure
My heart is a lift, value can't measure
Your words of care in every letter
The love you share makes me feel better
With dutiful strokes of your pen
Imagination invokes it's will again
Your control is lost in what you write
You're just the host of your inner light
I open my eyes as snow flakes fall
You are so wise and stall tall
The brightness blinding though some don't see
No trouble finding how you've guided me
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