This is a season of reflection,
A reckoning, if you will.
Is life’s cup brimming over,
Or waiting for a fill?
As we look back across the year just passed,
Loss filled many hours and days.
Loss of a loved one, a lost ideal,
A loss of dreams in many ways.
This season also brings thankfulness,
As we try to balance our books.
We learn that gratitude can conquer loss.
We give hope another look.
Examine again your little cup.
Give yourself some grace.
Then turn to help someone else.
Your cup is full, grief erased.
As we sit among our company here,
Each face so warm and appealing,
I wish you laughter and good memories.
I wish you peace and healing.
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