The Reason for the Season….

This is a season of love.

A season in which I have to smile

And not frown

To laugh

Not to cry

A season which I have to share

Much more than I've received.

A season in where the family is one

Where the love shared binds

Tightly than ever

And clears all pain that

Have existed for many decades.

It is yet another time

To review the resolutions made.

It's much more satisfying

If much has been achieved.

Anything else can't

Change the real reason for

This season.

And what is the reason

For the season?

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