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‘Tis the Season
By: L. M. Mercer
'Tis the season to be jolly--or so the song goes,
So I deck the halls--but the house doesn't seem festive.
Outside is a winter wonderland--yet I feel no happiness
as I walk through it alone.
Chestnuts are roasting and carols are sung--but my arms are empty
and I remain chilled to the bone.
Sleigh bells ring and jingle bells rock--but their music
is not soothing me this year.
I will have a blue Christmas season--until we are together again.
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About the Author
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Even though she has been writing for some time, L. M. Mercer has never
had her work viewed by the public at large. She had mainly used writing
as a release for her stressful existence (never intending for others to
read her poems), but was badgered into submitting some pieces by friend
and coworker, Kevin Magnus, who told her to 'Stop wasting your talent'.
While never admitting to him that she is very grateful for his badgering,
she will henceforth share with us her talent, both lyrical and oft times
somber, now that she is our senior contributor at the "World of Myth".
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