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Oh,my — the tears of many a start to a good Hallmark Channel Christmas story, jumped right out at me. We do expect there to be some tragic circumstance followed by a wonderful miracle of some sort to make the ending awe-inspiring.
You did that very well, by the way. You make the reader like this Marine, and pray for his mom, who was going through cancer treatment. 
He had wonderful character traits, which came shining through, always thinking about the positive things about to happen, even as he faced additional surgery.
I liked his humbleness, and his resolve to be a person who will help others in their most vulnerable times. A nurse is a very honorable profession.
The ending hit the happy note as requested in the prompt. You divided the letter and the conclusion with ease and made it believable.
I know it brought tears to my eyes at the end. What a joyful Christmas for the mom and son. And, what an unselfish act by the military personnel who escorted him home safely, while sacrificing his plans for Christmas.
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I am always impressed with your story-type poems. You have such a knack at bringing realism into your poetry. The reader could picture the characters you write about.
I loved the idea of young love and the thought of love ever after. I understood the parents' objections, as marriage is tough enough when the couple is of the same faith and heritage. However, true love does not come in pre-approved guarantees that a good marriage will result if none of those "hindrances" existed.
I felt hope for the couple when they reconnected forty years later. 
Sometimes "love" just isn't enough to please all.
I love it! Tofurkey, a soot-covered kitchen and kaput oven — not to mention the burnt bird. 
I enjoyed this story because it is so "Maine." New Englanders do have a way of putting together a feast with a crowd of relatives and friends all pitching-in to make the Thanksgiving meal a huge success. 
"you almost have to pick them to understand,." 
I believe there could have been fewer exclamation points used, since it is a short piece and they seem to jump out more when over-used.
I loved the family and the busyness of things being prepared in the kitchen
Trout instead of turkey? Hey, it's fresh and nutritious and yummy! At least the bird was still around to enjoy later. 
I liked the fact that it's based on a real slice of life friendship with a youngster nick-named "Turkey." 
Perhaps I'll be the only reviewer to notice this, though. 
This was quite the tale of terror, especially so, since it involves the sudden death of an infant, and the haunting of his home from there after. The aunt's personality change and the removal of the "haunted" home once she left was not enough to chase away strange happenings.
And added to the Spooktacular month of October.
I didn't really think I would delve into this review because of its extreme brevity. But then I read it and felt an emotional pull, somehow. 
A piece of prose or poetry needs not length to make a point that has lasting impact. Words chosen just need to paint an image for the reader, and this one does.
I could see the woman staring down at her hands. I believe using the word "tether" could be taken in a way that is not literally tied, but in fact, fit to be tied. Her hands knotted together, gripping them and trying to undo by sheer will, some did she did and now regrets. 
Very few words, but packs so much psychological impact. The reader could clearly understand that. 
I love the scattering of blue light marking the start of dawn. You paint lovely images for your reader in this Lanterne form of poetry.
Perhaps try this word to boost the syllable count on the first line:
Robert, I've got to hand it to you, you did a stellar job unraveling the mystery. Keeping within the eighteen sentence-only restriction makes this contest tough, but you managed handily. I imagine, having the help of "Jody" made this mystery smooth as silk. 
“Looks like they're in good hands.” 
Good mystery solving abilities plus filled with that Robert-the-chocolate-man, humor, and the fact that poor Ken was not picked on, here, makes this story even more surprising. 
This was no easy task as you probably thought at first. But then, it started stirring your muse in such an enlightening way. With a well bovine-kicked muse, you tackled this mystery in only eighteen sentences. 
Loved the way you wove the clues of the case and quickly made it your own. Great way to tie it all together without dropping ball, or the lantern.
I can picture O'Leary hiding behind the bushes ready to jump out and catch the angry, and mad, as in being criminally insane, neighbor, and as the story goes ... Case closed!
This is a lovely Pantoum, one of which will capture the attention of all writers. Weather is also a very fine attractant to the muse. Thunderstorms at 2 a.m.? Yeah, what could be more spellbinding to get the creative juices flowing? 
I like the repeating lines that flourish within Pantoum poetry. I must admit that although I enjoy reading them, I usually stick to free verse when writing poems. I guess I'm not so disciplined to stay true to form. 
Seasons are perfect backdrops for the muse to kick-start a fresh quarter of the year all anew and yet with different personalities attached.
You aptly describe the the sweetness of spring, sultriness of summer, freshness in the air of fall, and sharpness to the starkness that winter brings. Although, winter is a time when one is indoors more, lending to creativity of the muse for writers. What's better than hot cocoa and a roaring fire blazing in the hearth to tease the imagination?
Each season is beautifully woven into the quatrains. The reader feels like she is reliving seasons past, those yet to come, and the one that is the present. I do enjoy autumn, and Halloween! 
Nicely woven tapestry that describes the seasons. Oh, the joy of having lived in a time zone where one can fully appreciate the charms and not so charming weather changes. I prefer the South for winters, now -- but I still have my memories.
I found the story does touch upon the heart and soul of motherhood. Mothers can still love their children even when they do terrible things that change lives forever.
I am also reviewing your item because it popped-up on the random Read and Review.
Ahh, I remember these feelings well, when I was starting over in a new relationship. All things are possible, everything is fresh and exciting. Yes, your words brought back all those feelings.
Your poem as all of your poems have a lyrical quality to them. They play music into the ears of the reader, as odd as that must sound! 
The lines flowed beautifully and the imagery easily painted itself within the mind's eye.
At first I was going to pass on reviewing this, after all, it is a basic submission page with rules and guidelines. So, what's to review?
I read through it again, as I did enter a couple WDC Anthologies in the past, but I don't remember seeing this part. 
You know something? I never thought of it in that way. Not everyone who enters is published. There are no requirements to even purchase a copy. Fewer than half the submissions were accepted. It made me very proud that the couple times I entered items into the Anthology, I had entries that were not only accepted, but Editor's Choice. That is quite an honor! 
Thank you again, for all the hard work you do to bring this baby to life. WDC is much richer with the Anthologies that show the works of so many multi-talented members here on WDC.
You are right in saying that joy or rejoicing is quite easy when everything is going along well. It's a bit harder when there are trials and difficulties to overcome. Believing that you are not alone is reason within itself to always something to be joyful about.
Such a sad view into a relationship that has a feeling of the hurt party being objectified.
The comparisons of being used as comfort and support to one, but the other does not feel the love or any real connection to his life.
Loved the symbolic metaphors, here:
I believe this line could be formatted differently for more impact, since it is much longer than the other lines in the poem. 
Good job with this free verse prose-poem. It tells quite a story of an unbalanced relationship.
I enjoyed the deeply woven wisdom and inspiration it offers. We can do those things we never thought imaginable through perseverance and believing it can be done. Putting our energies into that which we know we are meant to do. Also, we can thank God for all He has surrounded us with for the inspiration we need. 
I enjoyed this prose-poem. It had a certain melodious flow without the need of rhyming. I like that. Free spirit and free verse, well constructed! 
I see no spots that need further editing. It is clear to the reader and contains a subject matter that deserves the attention.