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Christmas 1955

By Howard C. Avril

Crossing the Brooklyn Bridge
in a 1955 Ford
We were headed for Nana and Pop's
the whole family was all aboard

The Scottish Nana was at the door
with shopping bags overflowing
Each year she looked a little shorter
and it always seemed to be snowing

All the T.V. specials
were broadcast in black and white
But our house was filled with color
and the outside was trimmed with lights

The arguments and fights abated
we appeared to get along with each other
That was the time of year
we were really sisters and brothers

I love the Christmas season
even though we are now apart
Those times will live on forever
nestled safely in my heart

© Howard C. Avril, 2000

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