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Volume 5 Issue 2
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A day to remember
Forever, it’s most likely
That Christmas day
That night I walked
In my slumber
Into the light of a
Wakening day.
At first, I saw the
Snow fall lightly
And a fawn turned her
tiny head
And all colors bleed
To red.
Over the Christmas fire,
Sometimes I see your
face.
Christmas Forever
By Rhonda Deirdre Rauch