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LUA Newsletter Issue 33

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Yuletide Poem Twelve

And what can I say? Yes,
I am moved by kindness.
Moved by the visibility
that eludes us for three
hundred and fifty three
days of the year. And yes,
in spite of my cynicism
I strive to stretch the twelve
days of Christmas into months.
Imagine, twelve months of
human kindness; the very best
of human kind.

-By Gini

Yuletide Poem Nine

Have another.
Feed.
Have another.
Feed.
Have another.
Feed.
Have another
Feed.
Have another.
Feed.
Have another.
Feed.
Have another.
Feed.
Have another.
Feed.
Have another.
Feed.
Have another
Feed.
Have another.
Feed.
Have another.
Feed.
Before you go
back
out.

-By Gini

Yuletide Poem Eight

The dark night of the solstice
comes around, brings around
it’s own brand of need.
Tis the season for charity,
the season to shelve suspicion
in favour of the pity-eyed
offers of assistance; money
swelling the salving coffers as
normal gears up for the fleeting
season of goodwill, of kindness
and uncommon generosity.

-By Gini