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A
Christmas Yearning
I long to travel back to
childhood's Christmas,
A place that's etched forever in
my mind.
My memory provides a wondrous
isthmus,
A viaduct to span the years of
time.
I shall return, if only for an
hour,
To see my mom and dad and hold
them near,
To feel the love inside the
country bower,
Where hearts were filled with
joy and Yuletide cheer.
A place where Yule, synonymous
with sharing,
Bespoke true meaning of the
Savior's birth,
Where love was measured only in
the caring,
And gifts weren't gauged by
monetary worth.
Oh, take me back, my soul is
filled with yearning!
Let ambiance of youth surround
the air.
My memory assures I'll be
returning;
Nostalgic wings will glide me
gently there.
Copyright © 1997 Ruth Gillis
"A
Christmas Yearning"
received a First Place Award in
the
November 1997 issue of Poets
At Work.
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