It's That Time

It's that time of year again,
When toddlers beg for toys and new dresses,
When parents remember the routes to their rural addresses,
When chicken quiver and goats shiver,
When the Messiah is born and we feel reborn,
When we gulp down drinks,dine and whine about the things we make resolves to fix,
When we remember those who passed on,and those we can only reach by phone,
When we dance around in crazy fits with disbelief how the months just flint,
When we countdown to the New Year with hugs,smiles & loudest cheer!

© wanjeri gakuru 2009