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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 4 – Masters)
Topic: Itís Christmas Day (in the present or living memory) (11/27/08)

TITLE: A Small Gift
By Thomas Kappel
11/30/08


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It began early, I remember
the snow
drifting down
in large
wet flakes

The buses
on the nearby
city street
seemed to be
the only things
slowly
pushing
through the soft
white flakes

I could see from
my
bedroom window
across the victory garden
to the road

that

dawnís light
was slowly
creeping through
the white

brightening
the buses
and the
winter garden

covering like
a soft bandage
the city
the street
and the wounds
of the earth.

Christmas eve
had fled with
the morning light

and

such presents that
could be afforded

lay under the
green
fragrant
tree

in the
living room

I
could not hurry

it was early
and

I had heard
the elves

asleep now
in their
bedroom
snuggled in the
warmth of the
coal burning
furnace

I had started in
the cold air
of this Christmas
December morning

whispering and working
late in the night
to early in the morning
happily placing their
presents
to us

and kissing

and quietly laughing

and shushing each other
to be quiet
or wake us kids

who were awake
and listening

with smiles
on our faces

So, this morning
my baby sister
asleep
and wrapped in
her covers

and

my parents
the elves
wrapped
in each otherís
arms

will sleep
quietly
a while longer

as a small gift
from me

and later
I will shout out
that
Santa has come
and get my sister up

and race into the living room
in time to see the glow
on my parents face
as we children
rip into the presents.


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Joanne Sher 12/06/08
Gorgeous imagery, and such a delightfully engaging piece. Really enjoyed this.
Karlene Jacobsen 12/09/08
So sweet. I would love that small gift if one of my kids offered it.(smiling)