Watching as each child took a turn. Telling the man in red what they wanted for Christmas. Caught in the trance of the season she didn't notice the lights dimming and the shuffles of shoppers slowly fading.
And what is you want for Christmas my dear? Looking surprised, awakened from her holiday dreaming she replied, Romance… can you give me that? Can you wrap a ribbon around … make it real? A tear escaped from blue eyes that had long ago lost their sparkle.
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Never give up hope it took me seventy years to find my alter ego
This is such a beautiful write :) Such an enchanting tale... We all've got hearts... wonderful :)
Hope is still there..though the romance is long gone. Merry Christmas.