The history of Prosperous Snow written for the group Reminiscences
One of the Reasons I have Issues with Christmas
On the day of my nativity, the Christmas Tree always stood dressed in its holiday finery, with presents spread across its skirt. Gathered around the tree, the four of us waited for my present, wrapped in Happy Birthday pink, and theirs in Christmas red to be presented. Why did I have to shar my birthday with them, when they didn't have to share their birthdays with me?
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