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Christmas is coming and my thoughts to Scrooge stray.He's a much maligned fellow whom we should praise to-day.I see that you doubt me, but don't turn away. Did he waste? Not a shilling, not a penny nor pence.And with fuel he was frugal -...
I thought perhaps it was time to return to some of the places in Aurora I had not visited in a while. It is hard to believe that almost seven years passed by since my last visit to the Aurora Cemetery. It was that many years ago...
Perhaps the inspiration to blog more again is emerging from having enough memories to share about the changes I have witnessed in Aurora from the year I actually started to live in Aurora, 2008. I moved to Aurora in 1997 but I must admit that back then...
Christmas Eve Past I remember Christmas eve with snow and the glow of my parent’s house.I remember skiing the golf course hills and the thrills as the red sun set.I can feel again the chilly air as I stare ahead at my swift,...
Christmas is coming and what can I write? I'm upset by the news both in daytime and night.Each Christmas I write down a poem with my thoughts,They are usually merry, but this year they're not,For there are wars going on in so many placesAnd...
It would shortly be Christmas and all through the dayI was thinking and wondering what I should say.The world was so different; it was quite a surprise.Should l be honest; would that be wise. The Middle East mess can keep me up at night,And...
Christmas comes and then it’s gone,We light some candles sing some songs.And add our hopes for peace on earth -For food for all and jobs of worth.The world’s a mess I realize -Our precious earth, our heavenly prize.I’d like to look in leaders’ eyesAnd say, “It’s time...
Dear Santa: I know you’re very busy and you have a lot to do, but I havesome special Christmas wishes and I hope that they come true. I’ve tried to talk to governments, it was important that theyknew, but they just...
Christmas Down the sweeping stretch of time it comesthrough eons of water, ice and fire.Scraped earth is sifted, covered with rubble and swamp,then prairie grasses, bold flowers and towering treesthat stand as majestic and mighty as gods.Tiny creatures, that crawl in the coming...
The Ice Man Soft air, wine sweet with heady, floral scent,slippery seeds of watermelon season,sidewalks fry-an-egg sizzling hot,and then came the ice wagon. Mr. Case, on his high seat,coming down Kennedy Streetover the hot, chewable-soft tar,wearing his deer skin apron.With...

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