A Seven-Year-Old’s Christmas Wish
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Submitted by Raven’s Shadow
Marie sits on my knee at recess,
her hair, mangy, tangled, stiff,
flaps in the Decenber wind
like a plastic racing flag.
Playground squeals
and creaking swings
force her to shout
in my ear what she wants
Santa to bring her
boots, a doll, some clothes,
a new coat and a mommy
that stays.
