a sillywh
ite hole inthesky
is
C
R
I
N
K
L
I
N
G
her no
seat me. she
thinks
i don't know
what to give Him
forchristmas. bu
tlast night in my night
gow I said hello to
Him () He sleeps
across the hall, youk
now,
it was dark
butHelefta
candle for me -
it was red, even,
so i gave Him
a
snowflake
(December 19,1964)
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