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“Christmas Break”

The Sun warms the morning air,

Grandma sits in her rocking chair.

Remembering days of times gone past,

wishing days wouldn’t go so fast.

Grandpa brews up the morning cup,

tells stories to his son, all grown up.

Grandson cries for morning bread,

Grandpa starts to scratch his head.

Eggs in the pan, sausage at hand.

Grandpa calls out, “where is the little man!”

All has come for Christmas break,

opening gifts for little Jake!

William J. Roney III

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