A bit wistful before Christmas

There are so many people I love,
but they are scattered far apart.
If I could strike gold, I would travel the miles
just for a hug...
...or, better yet, I would bring them here.
I would make them a good meal,
share my space,
a glass of wine,
laughter,
perhaps tears.
And, by the time they leave,
they will understand
that I really do love them.
It's just this world is too big,
not that my heart's
too small.