THE PERFECT GIFT FROM AFAR
(Epitome of pretty precious memories!)

When whispering sorrows shall come passing by;
Sunshines and the winds shall yell their mockery, and songbirds too shall steal scorn through.
The moon and the stars; the hosts of night all
Shall sing sweetly in the night's deep:
Family's the woods!
a jungle of clustered trees
from afar, only from afar;
A perfect gift from afar!

Then you'll have to hide in the corner of your room pondering...
Don't you worry much...