Holiday Prose

Let’s hear it for twenty thirteen,

One of the finest years seen,

The year we were wed,

And graduated,

Has made it to us endearing.

The year itself started off fast,

Wedding plans and school not yet past,

A dress for the bride,

After many ones tried,

One task down, the remainder so vast.

Jobs for these youth to be found,

Caused them to look all around,

In this they were blessed,

Though not quite unstressed,

Their jobs make the future unbound.

And so the wed started a home,

Still exploring, they wonder and roam,

Astounded by love,

God’s gifts from above,

They’ve found joy, grace, and shalom.

So as this year comes to a close,

Enjoy the sweet Christmas repose,

A happy new year,

We wish, quite sincere,

As we end this holiday prose.

 A big shout out to Arthur who sat down and wrote this poem in 20 minutes- not bad for an engineer- and for wearing a very goofy hat at the request of his wife.