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“Season's Greetings by Stewart Stafford

Season's Greetings
To those we are needing,
While I am leading
The Festive charge.

Christmas love is fleeting,
The snow is sleeting,
And there's every chance of feeling,
A thaw in my cold heart.

Season's Greetings everywhere,
Let War cease and all be fair,
A heart that's full of Christmas cheer,
Bravely faces the New Year.

And so, we feast and celebrate,
For those we've lost, we contemplate,
Christmas is an emotional stocktake,
Of those still here and those that are late.

The year winds down to that last date,
Resolutions tempting fate,
New Fear's Eve, many hate,
And choose to socially-isolate.

Season's Greetings while you can,
To every woman, child, and man,
Season's Greetings, don't you wait
Hold back now, and it's too late.

And in the end, all we do,
Is create memories for the few,
Who mattered while we strode this earth,
Then back to the place before our birth.

Season's Greetings, decorations down,
Bittersweet crunching sounds,
Topple the tree to live again,
Twelfth Night, the inevitable end.

© Stewart Stafford, 2020. All rights reserved.”
― Stewart Stafford