“The Christmas Gift”
Your steps quicken as memories awaken as you journey home as you hurry home remembering the lighting of that face! There’s no sweeter place no finer gift glowing than your child’s shining eyes.
Photo Source: my daughter, 1957
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Christmas , free verse , gift , Holiday
About jacquelinecaseypoetry
Retired teacher. I write for the sheer joy of it. Prefer form over free verse. Favorite: English sonnet. Attended University of Florida and Florida Atlantic University, Taught High School English in the '70's.
Freelance Photographer for Hallmark Greeting Card Company in the '70's. Doll Design: sold my fabric/clay figures and patterns online in 1980's from here to Australia. My work appeared in major Doll magazines. Still busy writing poetry age 84 this year.
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This is sweet!
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You know, you are right, Jacqueline… even when she is 46.
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And may that always be true. Lovely sentiment, well expressed. Thanks for sharing and don’t forget to come back and vote!
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Aw. That beats opening any gift on Christmas morning. (:
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