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YULETIDE FAIRIES
just something light and whimsical for your yuletide enjoyment....
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Midnight dusted
with frostbite whispers,
they come~
small thieves of warmth,
pocketing embers
from fires left untended.
They take:
a ribbon,
half a gingerbread man,
the last sigh
of a dying candle.
They leave behind:
the faint ache of
almost-remembered
laughter,
the sense
you are not quite alone
in the long,
bright yuletide dark.
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