Cory Long Poet Tanka

Christmas Stocking

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When I was little 
there my stocking would hang full
of presents for me. 
Santa again made me proud. 
Dig until my arm was gone. 
**
Mom and dad would 
take pictures of us as we’d
open up our stuff. 
Wrapping paper everywhere.
Christmas wasn't the same.
**
 Mom wasn't around
no stockings hung full for us.
No one was smiling
and no gifts under the tree,
always have my memories.


Christmas stocking contest
Cory long 
Nov. 6, 2011

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Poet Destroyer A December 25, 2011 at 10:55 PM Cory,good luck in the contest.., thank you for sharing.. May the magic of writing fill your days here on the soup. May all your dreams come true this holiday season. I hope you are enjoying the blessings that Christmas brings.. filling our hearts with hope and joy, just take care of yourself... once again enjoyed your poem,,always,..p.d.

Andrea Dietrich November 19, 2011 at 8:02 PM It sounds like you had good ones and bad ones. I hope you keep the memories of the good, Cory, and good luck in the contest. Luv, Andrea

John Aaron Green November 7, 2011 at 9:40 AM so sad,,,but a great poem to share,,if only people knew of the stories that are in poetry.....

Linda-Marie Sweetheart November 6, 2011 at 10:06 PM a poignant and emotional piece cory and relates the fun part and the sad part when life changed luv..good luck in the contest.. surely touching..