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A Noble Fir For Christmas Morn
At first sight of first snow colour Scrapbook memories stir with folk within Where spirits of love, caring, and sharing were Whispers of our life we shared, brings wet tears that blur Of the old farmhouse toasty and warm within-doors Stipend oak wood was fed into its heart to burn Fiery amber, yellow, and reds comforting flames would flicker Crackling, sputtering sound of burning cinders Wisps of oak mixed with ma’s cooking would journey Shimmying up its way through the chimney Outside world had been cloaked in a white glittery sheen A heartwarming Snowman was always seen Decked out in his red scarf and top hat beaming By the front porch greeting passersby Red Birds perched and rustle the winter evergreens Conifer and denuded trees would unfurl a story book scene We would peek out the window when pa honked the horn On his 1940s green worn out pickup to warn He was back with a fresh cut noble fir for Christmas morn 11/28/2016
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