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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.
Written by Wafflenose (Ellie)
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