Holiday Doldrums

The holidays come so fast, then gone, scarce time to enjoy just the moment. Family waves ‘hello’ and ‘so long’ as they revel in that bestowment. Hugs and kisses are memories’ song. Days in rare flashes of time, standstill, pass slowly before the Winter end. Where are those days of gracious thrill, of visits with family and friend? Lost now–releasing a cold crisp chill. Years pass faster, and wiser we feel old friends and family our treasure. Judged fairly by Nona’s spinning wheel, Decima gives nod to her measure and Morta warns of the bell’s last peal. 11/18/2020 Quintain-Sicilian Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Emile Pinet https://www.rhymezone.com/ https://www.howmanysyllables.com