Please come and enjoy Celaine’s wonderful Elfcens of being Grateful! Enjoy!
Isolation during the holidays is and will be…different. I am heartbroken for the routines and traditions of many families now altered in our world today. Although looking more thoughtfully, I see a new perspective rise beyond the ashes. Perhaps we’ve grown a bit soft. Life is full of challenges. This is surely one of them. And its crying for the attention of all, not going anywhere until we see it through. So, I intend to do just that. I will still make memories…new memories.
Here are a few Elfchen poems that scattered across my thoughts this Thanksgiving:
Gratefulness
folded loosely
under dinner plate;
a table set for
one.
Thanksgiving
meals shared
across many miles.
True hearts never measure
distance.
Holidays,
never alone
with closed eyes.
Aromas and flavors create
memories.
Family,
including those
not physically home,
clasp hands in mind,
gathering.
Grateful
lives lived,
when one remembers
to give thanks…
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