into the rack of christmas
cards.
my list is shorter than it was
a year ago,
and
certainly less than the year before
that.
i had to let a few people go.
the thought, why bother, crosses
my mind.
but i grab a handful
just the same.
some are musical, some
pop up,
some you want to save,
like gold.
i stare at santa and his sleigh,
the snow,
the glitter,
the glow. three wise men,
baby Jesus in
the manager and Mary.
i sigh as i realize
that it's all
in the hallmark game.
all about the dough.
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