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 Poem for Christmas Cards

To my dear friends and family,

Concerning twenty twenty-four,

I hope your year was good and fun.

We’ve been blessed like before.

 

We began the year with our two kids,

To Mesa we did roam.

We had spent Christmas there,

And then we went on home.

 

With no events from day to day,

I cook and clean and write.

We watch dear Jacob once a week,

or more. At times, at night.

 

And once a week I help with kids,

In forest with my friend.

In summer, yardwork’s ever there.

There seems to be no end.

 

I spoke on Sacredness of Work

At local women’s group.

And met a friend who likes to hike.

We hike until we droop.

 

We had a special visit here

From Loren’s bro and wife.

We walked, played games and went to church,

A highlight of our life.

 

In May, our Prius up and died.

A Camry, we did buy.

July, we went to Mesa, so

From Phoenix I could fly.

 

To Denver, then to Germany,

We went on a mission,

A group of seventeen of us

To help build a kitchen.

 

In August, went to training camp,

Was for the nature school.

I met good people, had some fun,

That time was really cool.

 

When school began, took off a month

For Mesa and Lincoln.

With family in both places

That’s what we were think’n.

 

Sis and I went to Italy.

Did more than I can say.

We saw the sights from north to south,

From Venice to Pompeii.

 

Writer’s retreat in Tuscany,

Roman coliseum,

Assisi, Padua, Capri,

David in museum.

 

Then sisters met in Ohio.

There’s five of us in all.

We saw our great, great nephew babe

And nephews who are tall.

 

Then we went to Pennsylvania

To see where we grew up.

We chatted with an old neighbor

And cousins with their pup.

 

Then back to Mesa and then home

And made my to-do list,

But I wasn’t there very long

And then another trip.

 

Just an eight-hour drive from home,

A women’s church retreat.

We sang and praised weekend away,

And had good things to eat.

 

November tried to find my groove,

And stay right where I’m at.

So that’s my year poetic form.

I think I need a nap.

 

So Merry Christmas to you all

And have a happy year.

And may year twenty-twenty five

Soon bring you joy and cheer.