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 |    We live much of life amid unique choices. Joy is anchored in The One beyond our life. |
The days were sweet and childlike then when with our Peek-a-Poo a mall would be a place to stop and win a shopping trip for one and all. The hill was filled snow to ride in my own saucer sled so fast. The end was safe, but could have died, so on that hill that trip was last. The cozy room was warm and sweet. The snow outside climbed up our wall. Then Christmas was a wondrous treat, except when sidewalks made me fall. I knew, that Santa Claus would come. I'd seen the presents all before. The toy-played moments, joyful some, but sadness came when gifts were o'er. The wondrous tree of lights and smells brought hope to these long darkened days. The ornaments of balls and bells were treasured all our holidays. by Jay O’Toole on September 7th, 2024     |
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