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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=342472" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Christmas Gift From Papa She Didn't Like</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Slipping in on bare calloused feet-<br>though my little ears had heard <br>that friction sound many times before- <br>placing the doll in the stocking where <br>a peppermint stick, fruits-<br>[One of each] an apple, orange, <br>and Satsuma dangerously, <br>hang over the dry mantle –just a bit <br>above the cracking and popping<br>fiery oak log-without waking anybody </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Nothing seems to silence the<br>Night after nights memories<br>Of the Incestuous bed<br>that even sheets couldn't<br>cover up... <br>Mama where were you? <br>Will you'll ever know <br>How my life turned out? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I can remember seeing mama sitting<br>at the kitchen table [that was bare of cloth] <br>burden with the weight of silence, as<br>she nursed the baby in her arm, while<br>another stood knee-high <br>pulling up on her leg, <br>as the other two girls[six 1/4 and seven]<br>played in a room nearby<br>Hopelessly and helplessly<br>She glances at her little girls <br>then sorrow fills her heart…<br>O lord, redeem my soul! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Decades later…<br>I visited her in the nursing home <br>Silence had weighed heavily on her head; <br>Her silver hair wilted on her shoulders; and<br>Tears commenced to flow Images of hell, <br>She contemplates heaven at last! <br>I asked, again, why you couldn’t… <br>Or wouldn’t catch that thief? <br> “ Only the grim reaper could catch him” </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Almedia S. Knight or ASK { revision 12/19/ 09) <br>04/24/07</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Almedia+Knight+Oliver">Almedia Knight Oliver</a><div class=q>
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though my little ears had heard 
that friction sound many times before- 
placing the doll in the stocking where 
a peppermint stick, fruits-
[One of each] an apple, orange, 
and Satsuma dangerously, 
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