Wednesday, December 10, 2014

The Christmas Card





The Christmas Card

Soft music playing in the background,
My address book,
The one that throughout the year,
Is updated,
With pen and pencil scrawls,
Every wedding,
Every moving (some are happy; some are harder),
Every new school of higher learning,
Every birth,
Every death,
And, at Christmas,
We sit down with it all,
It is cathartic,
More than I care to imagine,
Every year,
Computers,
Clouds,
Catch it all, yet,
 Cards are sent to many yet,
To fam’ly; friends you won’t forget!

Peter Lowell Paulson
December 10, 2014

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