12 Days of Christmas: Peace and Love

The wreath decorates the front door. Welcoming guests to our home once more. Christmas is about hope and love, As symbolized with the mourning dove. The collie birds adorn the wreath’s décor, To acknowledge the gospels that we adore. Enter our home with peace and trust And relax your weary mind if you must.   8 LINES   Inspired by:  12 Days of Christmas Contest Advertisements

12 Days of Christmas: Everlasting Passion

  She sat on the bench at the park feeding the doves everyday. I would join her on my lunch hour and we would chat about life. “They mate for life,” she once said, referring to the doves. “When one dies, the other usually is gone within hours. That is true love.” There was a sorrow in her expression as she spoke. I walked her back to her apartment that day and she gave me a hug. “Thank you for listening to this old woman ramble on.” A few weeks later I noticed she wasn’t at her park bench. I finished my lunch and decided to check on her on my way back to the office. A young woman answered the door. Her face was obviously tear-streaked. “My mother passed away during the night. She asked me to give you this letter.” “How did you know who I am?” “She said you would most likely check on her at this

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12 Days of Christmas: Faith, Hope and Love

Faith, Hope and Love.  It was the foundation of what they taught at church.  So when three farmers showed up at the young priest’s doorstep with an offering of three French hens, Father Simon immediately understood the meaning behind it.  He invited them into his home to share in a Christmas meal. Suzanne, Eli and Nathaniel were young farmers who had inherited their family’s wheat farm when their father past away during the summer.  Their crops had failed that season and they hoped that the offering of the French hens to the church would bring a better harvest next season. Father Simon said a special prayer for the young farmers at dinner that night.  The next day he went to the church and there was a man standing at the door waiting for him. “Are you Father Simon?” the man asked. “Yes, I am.  How may I help you?” “I was told that maybe you might be able to help

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Virgin Birth

12 Days of Christmas – Day One Prompt:  On the first day of Christmas my true love sent to me a partridge in a pear tree. Write a short story or poem about something made with pears for Christmas. I want to be drooling when I read your entry. The TARDIS squealed to a halt and Sarah burst through the doors to see what her next adventure would be like.  She stumbled into what appeared to be an orchard of some kind.  The Doctor walked out after her.  “Oh, look, we are on Deva Loka!  We must have landed in someone’s orchard,” he said picking a fruit from one of the trees and sniffed it. “It’s beautiful!” Sarah exclaimed, dancing around, giddy with delight.  “What is that?” she asked, indicating the fruit in the Doctor’s hand. “It is what they call Fruit of the Gods.  It is similar to Earth’s pears.  Try it.  They are delicious,” he answered, handing her

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