Tag: Christmas
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Offer
Two thousand years ago and two thousand years hence, it made little difference what gifts are brought; the only thing that matters is that they are given in reverence. Tags: Christmas, gift, gifts, poem, poems, poetry, present, presents, season, winter, writing, xmas
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Dec 24th
Every year, the same traditions, the same memories binding us together. There are those who think of them as a mud that weighs down our feet, keeps us from moving. I like to think they are the mortar that holds together our House. Tags: Christmas, holiday, home, house, love, poem, poems, poetry, winter, writing, xmas
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Don’t Get Me Anything
“Getting to be near that time again.” “And?” “Don’t get me anything–” “I wasn’t going to.” “–because it just makes it awkward when– “Seriously, wasn’t gonna.” “–you have something for me and I don’t–wait, what?” “We went over this last year. You said don’t get you something. I didn’t believe you. I got you something.…
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Don't Get Me Anything
“Getting to be near that time again.” “And?” “Don’t get me anything–” “I wasn’t going to.” “–because it just makes it awkward when– “Seriously, wasn’t gonna.” “–you have something for me and I don’t–wait, what?” “We went over this last year. You said don’t get you something. I didn’t believe you. I got you something.…
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What It Is About Christmas
“Dunno what it is about Christmas,” she said, looking down at her empty hands. Chipped nails fiddle with the fraying edges of her cheap fingerless gloves. “Sometimes I duck into the churches that stay open overnight. Around this time of year, the choirs are always practicing. I like to sneak in and sing with them,”…