This is The Season

Thinking today of
Holidays past.

Makes me feel nostalgic
Memories come fast.

Good ones, not so
good ones, too.

Loved ones not
here anymore.
This I Rue.

No need to cry,
They are very
nearby.

Watching over
what goes on

Then I hear
a lullabye.

Or see a Penny
Pick it up.

Then I know
They know

What Luck,
Holidays.