Thinking of the HolidaysA Poem by T. Hart
Happy times; used for giving thanks for what one’s have. Often forgotten but remembered at certain times of the year. Laughs, joy, merry spirits, and hearts filled with glee, I enjoy all the kind things said around the dinner table. Dad, Mom, siblings, Aunts, Uncles, and more relatives, Appreciating the joyous times during and after each party, Years of stories told to eager ears and tender hearts. Sadly, the good times end, only to appear next year. © 2009 T. Hart |
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Added on December 16, 2009 Last Updated on December 16, 2009 Author |