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Dec 2014
I remember celebrating Christmas as a child
but not doubting its significance
but only realizing it was a time I loved most
Getting gifts,
the smell of fruit cakes being baked,
the smell of pine cones
I remember sneaking a drink of red wine
Having ginger beer to drink
As a West Indian child would
Phoolmatee Dubay
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Phoolmatee Dubay  Queens, NY
(Queens, NY)   
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   Francie Lynch, Tongues and ---
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