Holidays Are Memories in Waiting

Music: Wann ich des Morgens frueh aufsteh'. By Ludwig Senfl. Sequenced by Curtis Clark, at The Internet Renaissance Band.

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Holidays are memories in waiting, Amply fitted out to linger long. Perhaps it is the food, the gifts, the song; Perhaps the love that keeps the light from fading. Years pass, traditions blend, people change; Holidays endure, each generation Offering its own fond re-creation Lest the next find such sweet labors strange. In memory the secret's repetition: Delight anticipated is delight Approaching a predictable condition, Yearly replicating a rendition So that on holidays each note sounds right. If you liked this poem, vote for it on Yahoo Buzz by clicking on the icon below.