A Holiday Wish

Close to
two thousand times
we dance
the grand old pomp
and circumstance
one month of every year.

A rose
in winter’s ice and snow,
December-bold,
is just as old.
I’d say, in June
the rose blooms, too,
and every time a child is born
love is born.

It’s easy to love
when love is in style
and when there’s a reason.
Let’s love each other holiday style
all through the year
and out of season