'Tis the Season

Upon all the neighbor's windows and door,

Is a garnish of beautiful festive decor. 

Off to the forest without trepidation,

To find the perfect tree for this glorious occasion.

Then we scurry about in a frantic haze,

To find the right gift for the holidays.

Rushing back home we find a place to hide,

All of which we just spent our last dime.

Then in the kitchen we brush on the glaze,

For we have begun this seasonal craze.

 

~SS

11/25/17