What is "perfect"?
On New Year's Day 1985 about Christmas Letters
Sharing Stories
December 25, 2022 at 8:21 a.m.
...by Lyle C. Adams
As I read your Christmas poem
having just arrived at home
from a trip (Oklahoma City)
where I visited my pretty grandchild, young Lena Christine
and her mother, Connie M
I too reflected 'pon the year.
I think I'm glad a new one's here
as the last one has been tense
not though without its recompense…
Julie college, Tracy home,
pretty bride, my Connie M
The hours fly by, days months and years,
times of laughter, times of tears.
A child is born, crawls, then is grown
was it ever mine to own?
Tracy, Julie, Connie M
This the season to be jolly
is a time to re-think folly...
think of things done wrong, but past
of how the consequences last
of how things thus learned are passed
to Julie, Tracy, Connie M
Yet there's a joy the season brings
which overpowers lessor things.
It rings loud in the laugh of Lena
and is felt by all who've seen a
Tracy, Julie, Connie M
A hardy wish of Happy New Year
from our house to yours.
lingering forever after...
Julie, Tracy, Connie M
Lyle C. Adams: Washington and Oregon farmer, electrician, inventor with Machotech and shared creation of Julie, Tracy, and Connie M.
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