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Holiday Blues
by Lynne Marien
In an hour I have to wake.
The turkey must be stuffed and shoved into the mouth of the dragon.
I'll take a shower, straighten the house.
And, prepare to set the table.
And, later I'll stand at the stove. potatoes, veggies, and gravy - each
burner will be full. And I'll secretly wish for one of those years when up
from behind came Jim, head and shoulders above me, his head leaning
downward, and that little boy smile begging for a taste.. And the little boy
words "mommy, I wuv you."
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I ain't overmuch thankful for that damn chair.
The one that sits empty at my dinner table come this holiday.
Oh, but what it represents. those loved ones who will not share that meal.
Who've gone to better chores and bigger plans.
Them I am thankful for.
I ain't overmuch thankful for the tears I'm sure to shed. Because like all
holidays, I cannot forget the hugs I won't get on this or any day.
Oh, but what they represent. the people who walked upon my heart and left
footprints all over it..
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