It is funny how fast the holidays fly when you are trying to get everything for everybody and trying to make sure nothing is forgotten, yet there is always that last dash to the store for some special ingredient, oh the holidays I love them. I love having my house full of family and friends the sound of children running around the house and the sweet little voices asking if it is time to open presents. Those last frantic hours were tiring and once the party began in four hours it was over. The good byes and kisses prayers for safety and then silence. I have to admit the last two days I have been in my robe all day, the left overs have kept us fed and movies held our attention between naps. Tomorrow will be different I will get up early and go to town shopping is hard work and I must rest up. New Years will be quiet I will take some sparklers out on the deck while Jerry sleeps and hoop a la the new year in alone as usual, then hop into bed with cold feet and remind my love it is the new New Year. My heart breaks when Jerry takes down the lights, I just hate it when we go back to everyday life. The Christmas tree well that is different
I put it up and I take it down if I please, last year I did not take it down and what a breeze it was getting ready for the festivities. I am still pondering whether to take it down or not, I polished all the crystal ornaments so the tree does sparkle, I will let you know later whether I take it down or not for now it stays and I will light it every night if I please until I am tired of it. So for now cuddle up and keep warm and have a Happy New Year
Monday, December 28, 2009
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Leaves of God Fall 2009
My seasons have flown by so fast
I can hardly remember the details of my budding
I bloomed far too early forced by natures call
The flower of my youth stolen
My spring lost
I could not hold my bloom
As fruit required all my time
That season of summer went so fast
Consumed by my fruit youth slipped away
Never to swing freely in the warm summers breeze
I held fast lest my fruit should fall
Hot summer days turn to chilly nights
My fruit now ripe hear falls call
They release to face their own unknown
I watch as they fall free
My branches lift from their weight
I stand-alone the crisp air begins to blow
Indian summer comes with new love
I bask in the crisp sun light
My beauty is seen and shared
With the bloom of crimson leaves
My golden years begin
Too soon, I see my skin begin to shrivel
Youths golden beauty slips into grey
My hold on the tree of life seems futile
The frost of winter comes so fast
I hold tight lest I fall
So many leaves are falling
I watch as they let go one by one
My winter is here my time has come
The cold ground awaits my fall
The snows of winter cover my memory
Yet the family tree still stands
Spring will come
New leaves will unfold
The seasons of life begins again
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Edmonds Ferry to Kingston
I must say that I feel rather the same about the tree- or rather the lights on it - isn't it lovely to have those extra twinkles of light in the middle of a dark winter. I may well leave some of my lights up this year until the lighter nights come along and, as you say, "the seasons of life begin again."
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