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Rex Allen McCoy Member Elite
since 2000-01-30
Posts 2863Sippin a Timmy's in London |
My easy-chair shifts closer to the hearth with each passing Christmas My ingle-nook ... forestalling isolation and despair A wisp of smoke and the gentle song of embers as flames engulf stale reality with their golden glow Stirring merry voices from so many years ago ... Church-bells chiming faintly mingle with the sound of carolers weaving door to door through the fresh trackless snow Smiling eyes singing hand in hand their warm wishes reaching out and hugs before moving on to the next Ivy'd Manor-house Yet one stayed on to linger ... Songbook clutched across a breast throbbing to the feathered touch of fairy feet ... One with a face framed by a wreath of flaxen hair the shyest stare from downcast eyes cheeks flushed to rose and a voice that whispered to my deepest parts If only you knew ... from that very moment to this you've brought to me and always will kindle my fondest memories each fireside ~ |
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OLIAS Senior Member
since 2000-06-20
Posts 1090Pearl city Iowa |
Oh I like this one , great emotion and very understated a gentle piece that speaks reams and captures many truths of the season. Well written sir. Happy holidays . |
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Vincent Member
since 2007-02-03
Posts 52 |
My easy-chair shifts closer to the hearth with each passing Christmas [ that's a truth] as I read on I found the hints in this, really liked the ending. |
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