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 My boy Florek: Farewell, old year; we walk no more together; I catch the sweetness of thy latest sigh, And, crowned with yellow brake and withered heather, I see thee stand beneath this cloudy sky. Here in the dim light of a grey December We part in smiles, and yet we met in tears; Watching thy chilly dawn, I well remember I thought: thee saddest-born of all the years.      SARAH DOUDNEY Again so sad, dark rainy day- no pics..... Fortunately I have some photos taken a year ago....:

  My girl Pearleen: Each Christmas I remember The ones of long ago; I see our mantelpiece adorned With stockings in a row. Each Christmas finds me dreaming Of days that used to be, When we hid presents here and there, For all the family. Each Christmas I remember The fragrance in the air, Of roasting turkey and mince pies And cookies everywhere. Each Christmas finds me longing For Christmases now past, And I am back in childhood As long as memories last." -   Carice Williams, Christmas Past  \\