Happy Holidays
The wonder of wonders
Christmas brings,
the season of all
the best of things.
Two thousand years later
choir’s still sing,
hark the herald
remember the King.
Shoppers fill stores
searching out for,
the perfect gift
for ones they adore.
We with a bit more age,
also remember when,
our dreams too
were wistful then.
Making our list
and into the mail,
headed for Santa,
we believed the tale.
Wishing for bikes
or barbie dolls,
quite a bit different
from I-Phone calls.
But all in all
it’s still season,
when family and friends
join for good reason.
So with good cheer in the heart,
and eggnog in hand,
Merry Christmas to all
throughout the land.
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