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From the archives – Black and White by Jane Blanchard

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Black and White

In an old photograph
Of the first Halloween
That I can remember,
I stand as a clown
Next to my sister, a witch,
Who later says way too soon
While sitting in my room
And coloring with my crayons,
“There is no Santa.”
I recall running to the kitchen
And asking Mama for the truth.
Late each and every year
As the days grow cold and short,
I still long for a lie.

from Autumn Sky Poetry DAILY, October 28, 2015 — by Jane Blanchard

photo by Christine Klocek-Lim

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