are you enjoying the getting ready
and does yours start out with chaos, like mine
do you touch each treasure you pull out of the box and reflect, remember
do you enjoy fresh greens in the house
I am thankful for my moms treasures . . .
for loving me
wishing, wishing, wishing
my mom . . .and dad were still here.
The season brings back many memories.
My sad/sweet santa memory was when I was about seven or eight.
I remember the sound of sleigh bells, thinking it was santa
and my dad walked through the door.
That's when I found out santas
don't always wear red suits
. . . I hear sleigh bells . . .
memories sometimes stir me up
reminding me that life isn't always perfect
encouraging me to just ride the twists and turns
and to remember
joy rings out its return
happy days my friends
I will be back soon
with the tree trimmed
boxes/bins put away
how about you, trimmed and festive?