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Papa was~~~~~

I hold three magic stones in my hand, rolling them over-and-over-and over, leaving this reality behind - far behind, as I fly back-ward through time. Suddenly! We are together; I have dreamed of this moment for so long; I am filled with so much happiness; it falls from my eyes in tears you kiss from my cheeks as we embrace. I am a child again! It is Christmas Eve! Carols, and scents of cinnamon, and pine, fill the air, as we decorate the tree; you place an angel on the top, and say she looks just like me. Snowflakes dance outside the frosted window-panes. White tapers melt into dreams and drip onto the mantle as they flicker and glow in the magic of this night. The Yule-tide logs lying in the hearth, slowly turn to embers - like the three glowing stones, I hold In my hand, that I roll, over-and-over-and-over again~~~~~ Now! I count sixteen candles on my birthday cake, as you waltz me around the room. Tonight - I am a princess. I roll the stones again~~~~~ Your handsome face beams with pride as I stand before you, in cap and gown - scroll in hand, on this - my graduation day. I roll the stones again~~~~~ Now! You (tall and handsome) in black tuxedo, me, in jewelled gown of satin white, walk (arm-in-arm), down the isle, on this - my wedding day. I roll the stones again~~~~~ Tears of joy - swim in your ebony eyes as you reach out to hold a new-born babe (my son), who looks just like you. How can this be? How is this possible? You were never there. I roll the stones again~~~~~ Then I see them - Three little WORDS engraved in the three stones - my legacy - that brings you back to me after all these years. Three stones - I roll over and over and over again, until they fall into place and say, “I LOVE YOU.” And, in that moment, all those lonely childhood years, SIMPLY DISSAPPEAR~~~~~~~~~~ Author's Note: This story is totally fictional and was written for Constance's contest and Marvin Gaye. Written: November 7th, 2009 2nd place in Constance La France's contest ' A Magical Journey'

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Date: 1/25/2010 9:24:00 AM
So how did you rate in this one, Lainie. It's super good!! OH, I see you took second place! congratulations. What a magical journey indeed!
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Date: 11/25/2009 10:58:00 AM
Congratulations Elaine on your win in Constance's excellent contest >> James,x
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Date: 11/23/2009 4:36:00 PM
beautiful poem, congrats on second place, sounds like a winner to me!!
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Date: 11/23/2009 11:36:00 AM
Well you really fired up my imagingation. I thought it was the story of your life. Congratulations for your win, well deserved./ Love, Joyce
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Date: 11/23/2009 7:35:00 AM
This touching poem was surely a winner, and I'm so glad to have another chance to read this beauty! Congratulations, Elaine! ~ Carrie
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Date: 11/22/2009 9:00:00 PM
Lainie, I knew it the first time I read it.. winning poem and congrats on your 2nd place win in the contest... well deserved.. luv.. Linda-Marie, P.E.P.S. "Sweetheart"
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Date: 11/22/2009 8:40:00 PM
congratulations on this lovely write.
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Date: 11/19/2009 9:57:00 AM
Excellent contest entry. Enjoyed the read. A. W. Nutter www.freewebs.com/abcedit
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Date: 11/18/2009 2:34:00 AM
True Words' That's Why'
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Date: 11/16/2009 2:52:00 AM
Fantastic story...sure to be a winner, Lainie! Hugs, Donna. P.S. Welcome back!
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Date: 11/12/2009 9:23:00 AM
Hey, Elaine, your love of Christmas comes out in this one....it can't be helped. Luck in the contest. Love, daver
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Date: 11/12/2009 12:02:00 AM
Best wishes with this one Elaine.Rgds Brian & thanks for your kind words& welcome comments
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Date: 11/9/2009 6:26:00 PM
Thank you so much for supporting my contest.
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Date: 11/9/2009 5:38:00 PM
Elaine, I was entranced, line by line with this amazing poem! THANKS! jimbo
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Date: 11/9/2009 9:28:00 AM
Poignant write here, Elaine. I never knew my father so you are fortunate indeed to have all the memories! And while sometimes the darkness does overwhelm me, folks like you with your wonderful comments and interest in my writing just bring the light again ... smile ... thanks for being here, Elaine and good luck in the contest!!
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Date: 11/9/2009 12:00:00 AM
Best wishes with this one Elaine.Rgds Brian & thanks for your welcome comments
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Date: 11/8/2009 3:42:00 PM
Marvelous dreaming Laine! just sweet!Thanks for reading my 3 parter!!!Light & Love
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Date: 11/8/2009 1:52:00 PM
Though this story is fictional,my heart is full as I sit here thinking of my own father who I still miss very much. Thanks for sparking memories. It takes talent to write like this beautiful heart Laine! Thanks for sharing,smile. This looks like a winner to me. Love Light Patty
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Date: 11/8/2009 1:25:00 PM
You certainly have a vivid imagination Elaine. Very creative, beautifully put together, Thanks so much for your most gracious comment today, Sincerely, Love, Moses
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Date: 11/8/2009 9:21:00 AM
Delightful read Elaine, thank you for sharing >> James
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Date: 11/8/2009 4:35:00 AM
Very nice, Elaine. It is a wonderful poem filled with delightful memories. Thank you for sharing. Lovingly, Dane Ann Soupmail
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Date: 11/7/2009 3:36:00 PM
Very nice poem...love it and enjoyed reading...Marty
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Date: 11/7/2009 3:06:00 PM
U had me so caught up in the moment Lainie its hard to believe its not true.. good luck in Constance's contest.. wonderful free verse ... imaginative and beautifully written... I felt I was in this scene with u as my Dad was so very dear to me.. gone now.. but love is the bond between us always... thankxxx for sharing... Linda-Marie, P.E.P.S. "Sweetheart"
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Date: 11/7/2009 3:00:00 PM
Such a moving piece, Elaine....the tenderness, and outpouring of love and emotion just oozes from this lovely piece. Oh, I too have dreamed of such a thing, if only for a day....I would love to roll those stones and have my mother and father see their grandchildren...if only... ~ Love, Carrie
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Date: 11/7/2009 1:58:00 PM
Very touching write. So close and yet so far away. Keep writing. Sara
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