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Peacelovehopejoy arrived early for the holidays,
on the wings of a cold white envelope
sent regular mail for four dimes and six not quite copper pennies.
I turn to thank the good Lord for these fellowships,
the force of a life's work surmised on card stock.
And as I turn, I angle just right...
and I miss the air... and I hit a wall.
But I will thank Him nonetheless,
for faithcouragekindness and a second chance.