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Dec 2014
the same each december, advent .

the lead up. we have a memory or two.



the world goes dark, we teach and learn,

wait  for    light to appear,

with those albeit small birds,

singing.



we have comfort, medieval trees,

the coventry carol.

we drive in the dark.



sbm.
Sonja Benskin Mesher
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