Joy and happiness reside in the mind and the heart
no restrictions on what time of year
yet here we are again, magically somehow they appear
hoarded annual and released at this time
like a cache overfilled overstuffed
portioned to those closest and dear
even though it's never enough
After the season has passed and been packed
we'll once more amass acquire and save
knowing that feeling will eventually come back
and all year long, collective and brave
What if instead we hand out the treasures
to every soul and body in need
not just at New Year Christmas Thanksgiving
the poor the homeless too feed
So love as you can each woman each man
the children our future will hold
spreading the cheer not just this time of year
now wouldn't that be something greater
than anything bought or traded
or sold
Dec 21, 2018
Dec 21, 2018 at 7:27 AM UTC
Joy and happiness reside in the mind and the heart
no restrictions on what time of year
yet here we are again, magically somehow they appear
hoarded annual and released at this time
like a cache overfilled overstuffed
portioned to those closest and dear
even though it's never enough
After the season has passed and been packed
we'll once more amass acquire and save
knowing that feeling will eventually come back
and all year long, collective and brave
What if instead we hand out the treasures
to every soul and body in need
not just at New Year Christmas Thanksgiving
the poor the homeless too feed
So love as you can each woman each man
the children our future will hold
spreading the cheer not just this time of year
now wouldn't that be something greater
than anything bought or traded
or sold
Merry Christmas all and to all a great year
as John would have said
"Without any fear!"
:D
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