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A Douglas Fir Christmas

November 30, 2016
By AmateurInkwell DIAMOND, Middleburgh, New York
AmateurInkwell DIAMOND, Middleburgh, New York
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I remember your warm skin
Making heat spread like apple cider floods the chest.
I remember feeling returning to my numb palm
While your hand held mine.


Your substitution of paternal love
Was not always sweet like a candy cane;
Sometimes you were as Krampus,
Bringing woe to naughty children.


But you were always a gift to me.


The author's comments:

This poem is for my Grandfather for christmas


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