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Giving
When it comes to clothes, you know that it’s
hard to find something that fits.
People grow from year to year
in the shoulders or the rear.
Kids grow up, adults grow out
while grandparents shrink, without a doubt.
So this year at our Christmas bash,
forget the gifts. I’m giving cash!
For dVerse Poets, we were asked to write a poem we might include with a Christmas gift.
Garry always gives me clothing two or three sizes too small. I don’t have the heart to tell him. He just remembers me being a lot thinner and apparently, he thinks I still am. I have a collection of really expensive cashmere sweaters I have never worn. But I save them with love.
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Aw.. Sweet on both ends…Doesn’t he ever ask you why you don’t wear them?
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Nice little ditty.
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How apt, Judy. Giving cash saves a lot of trouble and time. 👍
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How wise 🙂
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It’s always the right color!
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Ha.
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Nice😊
MERRY CHRISTMAS
Much🎅love
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Merry Christmas, Gillena
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Cool description!
Cash makes sense!
The receiver can buy whatever one wants 🙂
Happy New Year in advance.
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Happy Holidays! Happy new year!!!
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Happy New Year to you as well!!!
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