My mother's annual Christmas party. Age 90, still alive. She actually wrote her holiday poem. I was worried, but she pushed herself and dictated it to others and voila! Love you Mom and I am proud.
Festival
Here we are sharing the gift of life
A festival of family and friends
Celebrating existence.
We look at each other
and our hearts are glad
Glad for that little flicker
that ignites our spiritual selves.
We are here together
Rejoicing in the fact that we live.
It behooves each of us
To have a secret mission,
A purpose.
With hope, we make the world better
With hearts full of joy
We wish you a Happy Holiday
Merry Christmas
alice burt
25 December 2011
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