Three Poems for Mothers
1) Enchanted Christmas Eve! It was in St. Paul, Minnesota, the conservative city... Do you remember, oh, brother, of the Christmas Eve Nights? so magical, and eager we were? I can still see the ornaments dangling on the tree. Tranquility was in the house the great sidekick of God and happiness. #2382 5-10-2008 (a poem out of the 50s) of all the holidays in the year mother loved xmas the best, and she'd buy a huge tree each year at the market, and me and my brother would hall it home, and she would put all her ornaments on it, I am still surprised the tree could stand with all the weight hanging down from it. ...
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