Written, July 15, 2025 For The Premiere Contest, “A Victorian Christmas” Sponsor, Daniel Caplin
Thomas Kinkade Victorian Christmas III
Upon a grassy hill, so long ago, our lovely, old Victorian-style home was built in eighteen eighty-six, aglow with cozy rooms and firesides burning bright. So charming were the winding stairs that flared neath the cathedral ceiling's chandelier. Outdoors, a rolling lawn and gardens spread beside a stony brook that rambled on. A time I still remember- Christmas Day in nineteen fifty-three- age fourteen then, and I recall those very special hours at home, so cozy, warm with my loved ones of many generations, happily around the sparkling tree with old-time trim of bubble lights, glass balls, and Christmas songs playing softly on the record player. Extended family- my mom and dad, grandparents, brother, cousins, uncles, aunts- spent happy hours, and such a blessed time was shared as peace and love were felt by all as I, once the youngest, now the oldest generation, carry on that spirit and make traditions last, to someday be my children and grandchildren’s Christmas past.
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Written, July 15, 2025