A year at end,
time to spend,
with family and tradition,
in a hopeful vision,
That peace will start,
to be a part,
for all of us again,
and to contribute what we can,
to be a spark and light,
hope that shines bright,
on the wreath the first candle lit,
and as it shines a little bit,
certainly a special time,
where we all can shine,
and be there for one another,
like we are sister and brother,
it feels good to be there,
it feels good to care,
be an angel for those in need,
let us together peace suceed.
Tungstenturtle Poetry