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Dec 2010
You are staring at me.
You have a present in your hands.
I smile as i kiss you gently.
Then you hand me the present.
I start to unwrap it curiously.
What could be more perfect than a present from the one you love on christmas day?

To my surprise, i find a picture inside a little blue box.
It is a picture of you and me 77 years ago when we were having a christmas vacation in Edinburgh.

We were so young and happy.
Your hair was still red as could be.

I smile again as i kiss you and caress your greying hair.
We have been through many christmases together.
How many christmases do we have left to celebrate till we get too old?  

I do not care...
All i know is this moment now.
This christmas with you...

Then i kiss you again just like i did many years ago in Edinburgh, on christmas Day.
Galman Frederick Ferguson
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