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Christmas Walk
He’ll take a walk on Christmas day
pass by the hill where children sleigh;
then pause to hear them laugh and cheer.
He can still hear them loud and clear;
though long since now, they passed away.
On frozen lake, an ice ballet,
a beau gives out a red bouquet.
To relive times when she was here;
he’ll take a walk
Fondly recalls, with mirth, when they
gave him the yellow snow sorbet;
the rascals did it year on year!
He wipes away a frozen tear;
to recollect, on Christmas day
he’ll take a walk.
Copyright ©
Terry Miller
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