Once the last of the lamps had given up their lights
And the last of the crackers had petered out,
The warm flow of togetherness
From a family getting together
Survived to prepare all of us
For another grueling year ahead.
May our tribe prosper.
that's a beautiful end to a beginning.
ReplyDeleteLovely!
ReplyDeleteI echo your wishes - may your tribe prosper. :-)
Hope all is well with you Raj. x