Embers

A Day to remember
In winter’s dark embers
With the cold at your feet.
A saint in the past
Made sure love would last
So now we give roses and sweets.
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Hand Me Downs

I was the one who they called the knee baby.
Not sure why , I am the one in the cap,
I stood as tall as the rest of my siblings.
I always had an impish smile; they said.
Worn out pants handed down by someone.
I never knew we were not rich.
My Grandparents never ‘let on.’
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