Month: December 2006
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Broken Hands of Time
Standing still for a moment…feeling the hands of time rushing over me. Aware of the moment when the clock struck midnight and the moon like a halo above, gracefully lead me to…
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Missing You
How I wish I could sit by your side, Hold you hand, Smile into your eyes, and to Have your breath moisten my fearful heart. How I wish I could Climb upon…
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Christmas Coupon
"What I would like for Christmas," Sacha said, "Are bike gloves, the kind that do not have a Velcro strap and have leather around the fingers…you know Mom it would…
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First Christmas Tree
When I arrived in France many moons ago, Christmas trees were not part of Christmas. The Christmas consumer market had not yet taken off. The French florists usually had…
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The Color of White
Lamb’s wool Star light Cotton A moth’s wing Egg shell Porcelain A cloud floating by Chalk Foam of the wave Mother’s milk. Photo: A butterfly takes a nap on a lamb’s…
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Here Comes Santa Claus
1991 Once upon a time on Christmas Eve, when Chelsea was just a wee one, Yann took great care to dress up as Santa Claus. He sported a red costume,…