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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Oh, let us feast, not just on food, but on moments, on the essence of togetherness, the essence of now, the sharing of burdens, the lightening of hearts. In every bite, a memory, in every sip, a promise, that we will gather again, as the years continue their dance, and the seasons cycle like a heartbeat. The year’s feast is here, where the past meets the present, where ghosts of yesteryears linger, their whispers mingling with the clink of glasses, toasting to health, to hope, Candles flicker with the pulse of stories, each flame a flicker of time, illuminating the faces of those we cherish, the laughter that binds us, the tears that soften our edges, the love that nourishes our souls. In the heart of the compound, where the sun spills its molten gold, the women gather, hands calloused, yet gentle, weaving their stories into the air, as they net the flour well. Grand men, with laughter like thunder, pinching their fat stomachs, creating space— a ritual of joy, for new succulent fare, a symphony of flavors, to supplant the yester old, the remnants of yesterday’s gluttony. They gather, like ancient trees in a grove, their roots entwined in stories, sharing the weight of life, the burdens of time, as they reach for the future, hungry for the taste of what’s to come. Traditional beer fusion, bubbling in giant vessels, frothy crowns spilling over, the golden liquid glistening, like liquid sunshine, inviting all to partake, to sip from the well of camaraderie, where laughter dances on the tongue. The ferments’ scent wafts, a fragrant whisper, reaching retired nostrils, stirring memories like autumn leaves, rustling beneath dark clouds high, the promise of rain, the hope of harvest, a reminder that life is cyclical, that every feast is a rebirth. Children scatter like petals in the breeze, their laughter unfurling in the open air, where worry and watchful eyes dissolve into the horizon's gentle sway. Barefoot and wild, they chase the sun, their shadows dance on the grass, while the sky, a vast canvas, holds their dreams in endless blue, each moment a brushstroke of joy, each giggle a note in nature’s song. Oh, to be young, unchained, to taste freedom on the tip of your tongue, to feel the earth beneath your feet— this is their realm, where time stretches, where the sun dips low, and magic lingers.
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