“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
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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Reblogged this on jacquelinecaseypoetry.com.
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