Leslie Blackwell Leslie Blackwell
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You could simplify to "My cheeks are no longer chilled" as you have already mentioned how they were chilled to begin with. It would still read okay.

Leslie Blackwell Leslie Blackwell
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Our glasses "raised" in the air?

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This is my Home


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It is Christmas morn,
The cool country air chills my cheeks.
No one else is awake.
I am alone.
I sit alone with my thoughts,
Here on the porch.
This.
Is my home.


Later…


The fire gives an orange glow,
My cheeks no longer chilled by the air.
Torn wrapping paper litters the floor.
There is laughter all around.
Christmas stories have been told.
Poems read.
This.
Is my home. 1 comment


Later…


Family gathers around the aged table.
Our glasses in the air.
The ham is cut.
Dinner is served.
Pies, muffins, and brownies,
Dessert is served.
This.
Is my home. 1 comment


Later…


I lay in bed.
I reminisce.
Christmas,
The best time of all.
My family and friends surround me.
Christmas is over.
This.
Is my home.


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