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A Gift From You


You bought something
At schol today,
"It's yours mommy,"
You did say.

You wanted to tell me
What was inside,
But until Christmas
It must hide.

You placed it
In a Christmas bag,
With a tree on it
A present for me? Hooray!
Copyright © Cynthia Jones
Dec.9/2004

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