new baby
fiction
edward w pritchard
Walking in deep fallen snows may your shoes keep you warm. Living in strange times and places may your neighbors always treat you as a friend.
May your uncles bring you apples and pears and your aunts sing to you in French and German.
May you always modestly ask for what you want and may you be satisfied with what you have and where you are at.
May your elders ask you inquiring questions and your cousins teach you to tumble and fall. May your Father teach you to rub off your bruises.
May your Pals. brothers, sisters and amigos think of you often and may your Mother serve you soup and crackers when you are old.
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