the cognac of my youth still tastes the same
Mother's lamb sauce old-time hard sauce on
persimmon pudding incomparably delicious
thus we celebrate Christmas with traditions
remembering the future better than the past
though nothing has improved little changed
only greater clarity of intention all the time
simply being alive with love and willingness
to strive for perfect results inclusive of error
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