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
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Copyright © Linda Alice Fowler | Year Posted 2020
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