A taste of nostalgia, ever sweet
lost in the rituals of old
each time I cross that threshold
just one step and I am complete
Family traditions, the heartbeat
each one spun from gold
A taste of nostalgia, ever sweet
Lost in the rituals of old
That familiar feeling as I pull up the street
Sisters and brothers and babies to hold
Love, laughter, and stories to be told
Home for the holidays can’t be beat
A taste of nostalgia, ever sweet
photo: mine
prompts: #DecemberFalls18, Mindlovesmisery’s Menagerie Saturday Mix-Lucky Dip, Poetry Potion
Writing and Reflections 
Beautiful. Wishing you a merry Christmas .
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Thank you. Hope you had a Merry Christmas as well.
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You are welcome. Yes, I did. Thank you so much.
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