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| Tempest Windswept Days These are windswept weary days of life, torn by stifled, splintered strife, often between a man and wife. These days full of chaos swirl, tossed and turned to twist and twirl, often suspend them in a whirl. These days remembered, moment's pain, lodge themselves in depth of brain, often powered hurts remain. These days of aching tempests pound, push these woeful thoughts aground, often only these are found. These melancholic images dance, forgotten pictures of romance, often lose their second chance. These days and more crush, pull, unwanted feelings, lover's fool, often only heart's frozen pool. © 2013 ajwrites57 A Long ❤ ❤ ❤ Image by: Ivan Aivazovsky [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons |
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Christmas Day is here! Christmas toys assemble, little armies in strict array Christmas days tremble with memory's magic display Christmas ways resemble lost youth's joyous play Christmas snow remembers forgotten childhood days Christmas tinsel twinkles with the blinking colored lights Christmas memories sparkle in the yellow candlelight Christmas tears sprinkle on the lonely winter nights Christmas years dwindle as they amble out of sight Christmas morn' sends Santa down the warm chimley, there Christmas morn' brings Jesus in the cold wood manger, dear Christmas morn' rings soundly, filled with festive cheer Christmas morn' sings loudly: Christmas Day is here! © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long ❤ ❤ ❤ Merry Christmas Card: By Souvenir Post Card Company, New York (eBay front back) [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons Soldier Image: Brownie in Christmas Land by Marian Jack, 1922 via open clipar...
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