December 23, 2025 – blur

The day was a blur

We were up

Taking care of cats

Then there was breakfast

And put to thrift

Back again

A little rest

But friends are coming

Make the soup!

Make the brussel sprouts!

We must eat, drink and be merry

For tomorrow… who knows really

Today is the only day we have

There are no other days

Now it’s almost tomorrow

Time to sleep

And hope to wake

One more time.

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