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Three Line Lunch: Christmas With Genevieve and Jackson
a yearlong diary in three-line poems by Jeff Rogers, day 126
Christmas With Genevieve and Jackson
My aim this Christmas: stake my claim on the hearts of my niece and nephew.
Four years ago baby Genevieve laughed on my knee. Two years ago I only scared them.
Tonight Genevieve comes down before bed and runs to me for a goodnight hug.
Merry Christmas
Merry Christmas