I give to you my love.
You won't find it at the bottom of your stocking.
It's not wrapped up under the tree.
It's nothing you can open.
I hope it is something that you can see.
It is here in my hugs.
You can feel it in my kiss.
It's the way I look at you.
It is how much you are missed.
When I say "no more cookies".
"Stop and just sit down".
"Don't push. Don't hit".
Yes, even then, the love is all around.
I hope you like your presents.
I hope you like your toys.
I hope you know I love you.
I love you, girl and boy.
I don't think your children could ever doubt your love for them. It's abounding!
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