These Seasons Come
These seasons come,
To feast upon our urges.
Giving us reason...
To chant in song,
Singing along to hymns we love
That bring us cheer!
With hope and faith,
It is clear we praise these days lived.
In contagious joy we spread...
Being led to celebrate fortunes dreamed!
Enjoying them.
No matter how they may come.
Unwrapped or packaged.
Given or promised!
In the atmosphere of anticipation,
We wait for any delivery...
When seasons come,
To find us at our best!
And most receptive to good times!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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