Bits of past still glitter
Mandy Flynn
I remember a lot of them. Bits and pieces, some of them. Memories of Christmas.
The sound the screen door made as it slammed shut. The feel of the cold ground on my bare feet as I ran into the yard. The way the brown dirt of the driveway sparkled. And what was that? Prints? Tiny prints tinged with glitter?
That settled it. It was true. It was Christmas morning and Santa had been there.
How else would one explain the tiny hoof prints sprinkled throughout the yard?
Magic. Pure magic.
We didn
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