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Christmas In The Soddy, 1874
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Christmas In The Soddy, 1874 |
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Sunshine
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Christmas in the Soddy, 1874 That year of great extremes, both working hand to mouth Suffering blizzards from the north, and heat from the deep south She had counted chicken eggs, he had taken in the grain Both had prayed for clear skies, both had prayed for rain She had written of hard times, she wrote of good times too, She had penned all of their days, deep there in the woods While he worked so very hard, her hands were busy too When he sat to finally eat, she dished up hearty stew If she went out to wash, he stood to stoke the fire She was his every and all, and he was her desire She had written of hard times, she wrote of good times too, Wrote of the pheasant feathers found, deep there in the woods In June their plans were made for their Christmas day Pennies were put aside, each had their little way She had sold her extra eggs, he swapped with neighbors too, Each stored away their pennies, with special gifts in view She had written of hard times, she wrote of good times too Wrote of the times they had lived, deep there in the woods Bits of thread, scraps of cloth, gifts that she would sew For each of their small children, for faces would then glow A dolly and a small wood horse, for he had carved away Oh yes, together, they looked forward to Christmas Day She had written of hard times, she wrote of good times too Wrote of the hearts that strived, deep there in the woods Then she took her writings, and sent them far away In exchange for a gift for him, on their Christmas Day And he had sold a carving, of an angel in high flight He looked forward to the gift he would give that very night After the Children had opened their gifts, When all was said and done Husband turned to Wife, each said, “Merry Christmas, my Dear One” For she had sold her writings, to purchase her love a knife He had sold his angel, a new pen for his dear wife Each had given of them selves, something the other held dear And the Magi smiled that night, for their love shone ever clear ~*~ ©Karilea Rilling Jungel 21 December 2001 |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Sunshine, A lovely, lovely write. I enjoyed the read very much. *L* |
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Larry C
since 2001-09-10
Posts 10286United States |
Sunshine, I think I may know their place. Thank you for such a touching story.  |
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SEA 
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since 2000-01-18
Posts 22676with you |
Why was there no warning of the tears I'd cry over this?! Not fair..... thank you for touching my heart with something beautiful today, I needed this |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
Yes! Is there no smilie for a tissue alert? Kit! This was lovely, and it spoke of many a story of that time. This will be shared, and thank you.  found one!~*~ The Very Best Of The Season To You And Yours ~*~ [This message has been edited by Mysteria (12-21-2001 03:24 PM).] |
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Sunshine
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since 1999-06-25
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Ok, Ok, I shall try to remember: tissue alerts... thank you all for reading! I am glad you are among the few who are enjoying these pages of the past with me... they are a pleasure to write... |
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Dusty Rhodes Junior Member
since 2001-10-14
Posts 27 |
What a wonderful penning you do here, it is like going back into time, and reminds me of O Henry of the Christmas gift..This is very well done indeed, and I enjoyed it very much, thank you. |
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Sunshine
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since 1999-06-25
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Yes, Dusty, I did have hopes of having an O Henry touch to this, thank you for noticing... |
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