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Christmas--Red Velvet Memories

         Oh, that tender excitement of being a very young girl! Wrapped in a red velvet housecoat with white, soft, fur. Vermillion slip-on slippers with fur that matched. The gigantic flocked white Christmas tree stood, towering like supreme royalty. In that huge bay window, she reigned, the sparking bay window. covered with Chicago's dancing frost. The fireplace on, made me overcome with tender joy. My faithful dog, Cappy, on my lap, looked up at me. He shared these memorable moments, my youthful serenity! I wish I had this picture in a precious snowball kept. Happiness in me cannot be crushed or melted. It lives on in my quiet soul, untouched and undaunted. A crystal, real picture of a young poetess's past. God blessed my ife, beyond what I ever had asked!                              11-13-2020

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Date: 11/13/2020 1:08:00 PM
Ohhh such sweet memories dearest Panagiota and often our beautiful memories are so vivid as if they happened just yesterday. Your memories are so beautifully expressed and your red velvet housecoat sounds so stylish with matching slippers ohh la la... I really enjoyed your verse and thank you my friend. With kindest thoughts Ann xx
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Panagiota Romios
Date: 11/14/2020 5:48:00 PM
It takes a beautiful soul to get this one. I am stilll in love with that robe and slippers, Ann! Was going to post a photo, but if I am bad in imagery, a photo will not do a thing.(( I know you got the picture exactly.Grarefully,Pangiexx
Date: 11/13/2020 4:20:00 AM
Beautiful memories! Lovely words. God bless you with many more beautiful memories!
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Panagiota Romios
Date: 11/13/2020 4:37:00 AM
And dear Regina, I thank you very much. I am researching my databank for more memories))) you are on my list of people I pray for. Pangie xx
Date: 11/13/2020 1:06:00 AM
Our childhood memories are the best and we think about those no longer with us. Tom
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Panagiota Romios
Date: 11/13/2020 1:49:00 AM
True. In poetry, you can recreate the scene fos sensitive others. Some, won't like it. Hard cheese, I say. I cried a lot writing this poem. But who cares about that? Fast jokes, wit, one liners far surpass beauty. Showing off brains is totally obnoxious. I see it in comments too. Rather than praise the Poet..it's a chance to be Comedian or quote famous others. I don't read them at all anymore. Many nice folks here who are not plaing the superior nor the one upmansghip game 2 am almost.)) gee PANGIE

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