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A little girl and her Christmas dream

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12/19/2023 A Chicago snowstorm at Christmas, was always my wish. Red, shiny boots with warm,fluffy fur, both in and out. I lived in the rolling suburbs where a huge snowball tasted delish! Those flakes were from Heaven, not one of a doubt. But our joy of all joys, buiding Mister Snoman, our friend. His, hat, eyes, mouth and gloves were surely at the ready. My sled loaded with shovels, we were happy to build him and bend! Noses running from the cold, who cares, there he pourdly stood.in his glory, Mr. Snowman , our dearest …Freddy! We could barely sleep that charming, snowy winter’s gleaming night. Mommy served us hot chocolate before we finally went to bed. Our little girl’s innocent joyful heartstrings sailed to the moonwith delight. I recall dreaming of sleighbells, in my nightgown soft, flannel nightgown of festive red .

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Abdullah Alhemaidy

Date: 12/21/2023 3:20:00 PM

Touch the heart read! I lived in IL (Springfield), I knew how hard Chicago storms. Yet, school is off during storm.

Panagiota Romios
Date: 12/21/2023 3:45:00 PM

Hi abdullah! Glad to hear from a fellow-Illinosian. Hope your winter wont be rough! I recall the blizzards, the icy roads are scary to driveo on. Good schools close in winter strms. I taught on Foster and Ashland. Great kids very internationnal and respectful. ))As a youngster, I loved the suburbs. I went to Springfield when I was HS Senior. Fun.)) A lovely comment,Thank you !Pangie

Elena Eagle

Date: 12/19/2023 8:55:00 PM

Such a beautiful poem. I really enjoyed it. Oh to be a child and play in the snow and to build a snowman. Thank you for being so creative.

Panagiota Romios
Date: 12/19/2023 10:03:00 PM

Fantastic comment! “ Oh, to be a child again.” Tell me about it. TV was OK to watch. I remember pajama parties with pizza, amusement parks, movies were not violent, swimming pools, The best!thanl you.l Pangie

Tom Cunningham

Date: 12/19/2023 8:18:00 PM

Those childhood Christmases were certainly the best, Those happy memories you never forget. Tom

Panagiota Romios
Date: 12/19/2023 8:28:00 PM

I hopre we all have our childhoods filled with great memories…indeed. Hope thing are looking up for you .Tom. I was in hospita”.three years ago. Elena told me that if they hadn’t been able to correct the femur bone in eight places …..they would’ve had to amputate my leg.. I think I turned pale once she told me that. I didn’t know that till a few days ago.. goodness one sense of gratitude . I think you couldn’t understand how I feel.. I may not be able walk well ..that’s true.))) But guess what ? I have two legs.. and that my friend is a real blessing. And iI might as well say that you are a blessing in my life too. Thank you. Pangie

Hilda Greenhough

Date: 12/19/2023 5:58:00 PM

Such a beautiful poem enclosed in winter memories. Thanks for sharing this reading with us.

Panagiota Romios
Date: 12/19/2023 6:28:00 PM

The wonderful to see you today as every other day. I think I’ve learned something from writing this poem. When I write, totally genuinely, which is most of the time, if not all of the time. There was something very soft about it. I know what it is, but I enjoyed it like you did and that’s important to me that we both enjoyedIt. Perhaps it is tell that old maxim “truth is beauty and beauty is truth!, I hope Santa Claus is very good to you. Thank you, Pangie

Beryl Edmonds

Date: 12/19/2023 4:48:00 PM

Those were the days Pangje, your poem brings back the wonder and magic of Christmas in those happy childhood days. Best wishes for Christmas and the New Year… Belle

Panagiota Romios
Date: 12/19/2023 6:21:00 PM

Hello, Beryk..isn’t it a joy to rrecall the sights, feeling, the softness of our days? I remember Momcombing my hair. Or taking me to the dressmaker for a fitting of my ballet costume. Christmas was magic and wonder, absolutely. A holiday joy to hear from you! Yuletide greetings, Pangie

Regina Elliott

Date: 12/19/2023 4:25:00 PM

This is so wondrous a poem, with the charms and joys of your childhood Christmases, Pangie. Very endearing and wonderful. A FAVE! xxxx

Panagiota Romios
Date: 12/19/2023 6:08:00 PM

Holy Smokes, Regina, thank you for FAVing this. It is a poem straight from my heart. Nothing deep, clever, witty or esoteric about it. It’s pretty much how I am in life. Just a reporter on how reality is for me. I really loved writing this one. Feliz Navidad… Pangie

Sara Etgen-Baker

Date: 12/19/2023 4:18:00 PM

a mesmerizing and delightful poem, Pangie. The last two lines were sweet and captivating. I love remembering some of my childhood Christmases and wishes. Wishing you and yours a Merry Christmas, hugs, Sara

Panagiota Romios
Date: 12/19/2023 5:56:00 PM

Sara, I relived that day when I wrote ths ~ Oh~ I could feel the snowfkakes on my facce! See my Mom and jumpingg into my fouur poster bed in in that red nightgown. Such joy and peace..i am so glad you enjoy recalling your past.so glad to know you and Bill! And you must know that I wish you and Bill the happiest Christmas ever. Pangie