Lieber August,
The third star approaches, the Holy Night draws near. As we divide our Christmas wafer, we think of you; and the wish we make is to be reunited soon. Next year, God willing, we will play carols together again. But this year, you and your sweet strings are sorely missed.
Happy Christmas!
Deine Schwester,
Berta
The third star approaches, the Holy Night draws near. As we divide our Christmas wafer, we think of you; and the wish we make is to be reunited soon. Next year, God willing, we will play carols together again. But this year, you and your sweet strings are sorely missed.
Happy Christmas!
Deine Schwester,
Berta