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I spend most of my time playing alpha female for my pack of dogs. Lucy (Boston terrier), Harley (chihuahua). Hershey (miniature dachshund) and Jasper (standard schnauzer) are my entertainment and sometimes muses. Jasper is a puppy mill rescue dog and I'm in the intital stages of writing a series of vignettes of his life since the rescue contrasted with eduaction about rescues and puppy mills. I do actually have other interests than writing and my dogs. I love to scrapbook, watch ice hockey, listen to a variety of music genres and reading. My parents both were avid readers and passed that love on to me. I'll read a cereal box if you set it in front of me!
Yuletide Song
Yuletide Song



A woman stands by the sea
feeling the spray on her hair,
humming jazz melodies
under her breath.

Twas Yuletide Eve
she was feeling alone
while the cold, silver moon
floated overhead.

She sat on the beach
pulling chocolate dark
from her pocket.

Sound caught her breath.
She glanced toward the waves
only to see a number of mermaids
observing her.

"Dear Gypsy Woman," one spoke.
"Why are you so sad? Be not!
For it is Yuletide."

To the woman's amazement
mermaids began to sing,
no, serenade her.
Songs old, forgotten, beautiful.

Her heart filled with joy and wonder,
happy tears spilled.

Hours passed and the woman awoke
sand in her hair, salty sea on her face.
Song filled her heart.
The song of the mermaids.

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