Memory Lane

“Good morning, sunshine.” A large black man in a green nurse’s aide uniform pulled the window curtains back and the morning sun splashed the room with bright light. The gray in his hair put him on the north side of fifty. “Time to rise and shine, George.” The old man blinked several times trying to […]

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Holiday Spirit

’Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house, As we sat at our screens using nary a mouse. Soothing voices with names like Alexa and Siri Massaged our minds and answered our queries. A sudden soft jingle stirred memories past Of a man with a beard and a manger, but alas The only

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What Precious Gift

What Precious Gift

What precious gift cannot be sent, A cup poured gets fuller still; A golden coin that is never spent, A space you cannot fill. A lack of which will weigh you down, Lead boots of nothing there; A flood in which you cannot drown, A game where all is fair. If ever you should come

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Holiday Tradition

Twas the night before Christmas as we sat down to eat, Getting everyone home had been a herculean feat; My youngest had been at his soccer club game, My daughter was out with the boy with no name, My first born had tried to hang back at his dorm, My wife went to brave the

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