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Because Nov. 23 until Dec. 22, is really Fall, I am referring to this as Un-Winter Cup |
| Here's to all the Christmas's Mom The ones when I was very small And Christmas held all the glitter And delight of every child's wonder. The ones when I was a gloomy teen Tucked into my own thoughts In my own self centered world. The ones as a young adult Unsure of where I stood But always loved and accepted Within my family's arms. To the married years When I needed to balance Several families and keep everyone happy. To now when it is just you and I again Each of us forging forward You in your senior years Doing all you can to make the Christmas lovely Sometimes pushing yourself too hard And me trying to find my way again Single and middle aged Back on the shelf. It's Christmas morning The birth out our saviour. How glorious is that! Let us savour this time And be grateful for family And loved ones Young and old alike. Lines = 29. Day 28 ▶︎ ** Image ID #1855238 Unavailable ** ![]() ** Image ID #1855238 Unavailable ** ![]() |