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can it be I think

The colors fade in a blink

So I wait …😅

I was always treated

Less than

Then I found running

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An early run

guided by the crescent moon;

pray for the children.

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I roll the dough between my hands

The crumbs drop off into the pan.

I was drawn to a kitchen from long ago

My Scottish Grandma , I remember so.

Hands with a dish towel she rang ,

I remember how often she sang.

Amazing Grace, she chorused the home.

Scottish aired from her among the scones.

The whirl of the smell drifted toward me.

I in my memory can still see .

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I wake and rouse

Throw on my shoes

I meet the dark

And watch to see

Nature smiles

Gives back at me.

It caught my eye,

I could not see

the spirit of Christmas

was all over me .

I wondered why

and kept starring long.

As I heard a song,

the song was soft

and rode in on the snow.

It followed the wind

it was then I would know.

Christmas in the night

close but out of sight

we try to understand

a Christmas of love

swept through the land .

Red truck stood still

The dog did not bark

And the snow fell

Right before dark

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Magenta red

Turns her head giving life

Her pollen sprouts

Golden and shouts

A procreating strife.

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