the childish chatter, the heartfelt delight,
it clutches at my heart.
Exquisite, bittersweet joy.
The easy mingling, the threads picked up,
the weaving of family ties continuing it's magic odyssey.
The generous table shared and enjoyed side by side,
and we are reminded it is never enough, our time together.
And our days become lingering quiet,
small moments we can pause and really feel,
when we take off our hasty wings
and practice the art of savouring.
And I am blessed,
to be surrounded, encircled, by so many,
by so much.
And even though for some
we have to make do with a faraway voice
traveling halfway around the world,
our Christmas greetings are earnest, wholehearted and deep.
So, I'll sit in contemplation, and wonder.
And all those years of Christmases gone by fill my head and my heart.
And I raise my glass to you all,
family and friends alike.
For this year is closing, and a bright new one just around the bend.
And I tip my hat to Sara, and Pamela who I found of similar mind this festive season! And I have no doubt there will be more.
And I wish, I wish with all my might that next year Santa brings my sister!