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The breeze comes on the evening sun,

Lifting birds to the sky,

While people travel to and fro,

Where they are going,

I do hope they know,

Sounds,

Calls,

Noise,

Data,

Streaming…

Time,

Stress,

Nerves,

Mind,

Reeling…

With my mouth closed,

My heart is listening,

The voices of old friends gone,

Introduce new friends to come,

Family is togetherness,

Whether blood or by choice,

Together giving voice,

Joy in simple things.

Jokes,

Laughter,

Cookies,

Clearing,

Resting,

Testing,

Together,

At our best.

Canolli recipe passed down,

From mother’s heart to heart,

Kitchen to kitchen family,

Magic from hand to hand,

As the story keeps unfolding,

Life and joy continues,

For the heart continues yearning,

And so the pages keep turning,

Turn the page.