O'Come All Ye Faithful

[narration]

Looking at his son across the room

He feared to cross that divide

But how long could he stay in this dark

That allows us all to hide

Is there a wrong so great in life

That it undoes every good we've ever done

Is there an act so good it would undo all our wrongs

Every single one?

And in putting his whole

Life into this gesture

Would failing make it

Any lesser?

Then through the window he thought he saw

In the falling snow so near

The outline of his son's mother's face

But then it disappeared

It was only there for a second

And a second's not long, but yet

It was enough to cause that man

To take that very first step

And that step was followed by another

In that room still lit so dim

And before he realized how far he had gone

His son was directly in front of him

Then the father noticed on the windowsill

An old photo that he long ago had seen

It was a picture of him and his wife

When they were both about nineteen

It was leaning against a folder

That said "property of the deceased"

And underneath was his wife's name

And the date it had been released

It was obviously her personal possessions

That had been given to his son

Because since he had left them all behind

The child was the only one

His son must have always kept it with him

For the folder was weathered and torn

And he must have gazed at that picture countless times

For it was also all tattered and worn

Then his son noticed him standing there

And from his task looked up

And then looked at the picture beside him

And that one look, was enough

He recognized it was his father

That was now standing there

And gave him a smile of pure love and forgiveness

And of the past, he did not care

He did not care where he had been

The whys, the wheres, the hows

He only cared that his father was there

Standing by him now

Then the father turned and walked across the room

Which by now had lost its distance

And went to the nearest incubator

And picked up a trembling infant

And with the child within his arms

He returned to his son

And all the pain within his soul

At that moment was undone

And he sat in the rocking chair beside him

With the life he had retrieved

And side-by-side together

They rocked all through that christmas eve

[o' come all ye faithful]

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