Oh the comfort--
the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person--
having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words,
but pouring them all right out,
just as they are,
chaff and grain together,
certain that a faithful hand will take and sift them,
keep what is worth keeping,
and with the breath of kindness blow the rest away.

"Friendship" by M. M. Craik

Saturday, December 1, 2012

Recipes for Christmas

Take a quart of joy and gladness,
   A peck of folk and kin--
A dash of Christmas spirit
   And toss some laughter in.
Take a large amount of giving,
   And spread it generously;
Read directions in the Good Book
   And apply them carefully.
Garnish well with human kindness,
   On crystal leaves of cheer,
And you'll have a batch of Christmas
   to last the coming year.

There's no author attributed to this little poem, but a short Internet search leads me to believe that this might be taken from an Ozark mountain folk song.  Interesting!

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