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The Magic of Christmas
In our first year of wedded bliss we were very tight on cash, Some popcorn and a jigsaw puzzle would be our Christmas bash. All that year when Friday came a date night plan was born, Together we’d work a jigsaw puzzle and then we’d pop some corn. As I look back, the puzzles were an allegory of our life, Fitting pieces to make a picture together as man and wife. The popcorn was but a memory of date nights long ago, When we could afford the ticket price and go and see a show. So when I spied the coupon for a three-pound bag of corn, I knew that for just one dollar our Christmas wouldn’t be forlorn. And so I bought it and wrapped it up and stashed it underneath the tree, I hoped that she wouldn’t get too mad ‘cause she didn’t get a gift for me. When morning came I made her look to find her present there, But under the tree instead of one it seemed there was a spare. Oh no, I thought, what has she done? She’s a better shopper by far, I only bought her a three-pound bag of corn I didn’t set too high a bar. “Open it” she said and smiled her smile that lit a fire in me, “I’ll tell you what, let’s open them together on the count of three.” One, two, three and the wrapping flew and fell upon the floor, Then we kissed and laughed because we’d learned what the holiday was for. We learned a lesson that day about the magic of a Christmas morn, It seemed that we would start the year with six new pounds of corn. The gift that we gave to each other that day had nothing to do with bows, It was the love that we have for each other that still binds us as it grows.
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