Years fold by as
if pages of a book.
We long for time spent well,
in concert with family and friend
so we hold on to our stories to tell.
Work occupies our time
and minds.
Then transport children here and there,
chase the household chores,
and barely find time to share.
Leisure time is
precious,
for there is so much to do.
Time spent with those we love
must wait until work is through.
As the weather
cools,
and the rainbow leaves fall,
we look forward to the coming season,
be we tall or small.
We decorate our
houses,
and fill the air with aroma of tradition's fare.
We plan to get together,
with excitement we prepare.
We gather in each
other's homes
share our stories untold.
We toast each others company,
and feast as our ancestors of old.
As we head home smiling
ear to ear,
our stomachs over full,
we dream of next years reverie,
and what new pranks to pull.
May we all enjoy
those
who mean so much to us.
For we know how important it is,
its never too much to fuss.
Happy
Holidays
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