a child is born

mighty God, Prince of Peace

in a manger

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my thoughts

darkness and claustrophobic
continually

empty house
full of memories

Grandma is home now

bathed in my tears
she purrs

her eyes grow dim

memories
thought lost for decades

old home movies

the thought of dying
has no sadness

but for the wife i love

high of eighty degrees
follows cold front

fall weather in florida