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Beacon
She came to me in mid-October—
a much-wanted baby girl;
a beacon to shine in the darker months.
Now that she's here,
they can never be so dark again.
As we celebrate her birth each year,
it illuminates the way towards the other lights:
fireworks, bonfires, Christmas;
then New Year, longer days
and a new start.
a much-wanted baby girl;
a beacon to shine in the darker months.
Now that she's here,
they can never be so dark again.
As we celebrate her birth each year,
it illuminates the way towards the other lights:
fireworks, bonfires, Christmas;
then New Year, longer days
and a new start.
Published 17th Sep 2022
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18th Sep 2022 1:22pm
18th Sep 2022 1:27pm
Thank you. She's nearly 17 now and was definitely sent to liven things up! The other one (14) is extremely entertaining.
18th Sep 2022 2:44pm
