Happy, happy holidays to you!
A bit of joy before the winter comes,
Pausing for a holiday or two,
Pausing where the ancient stream still runs.
You know, but cannot know, the generations
Having millennia before you come this way,
Over many rites and revelations
Looking to this turn of light to pray.
In each of us the ancient urge still lives,
Dressed in more contemporary clothes,
A cultural inheritance that gives
You something precious to bequeath to those
Still ready to feel joy down to their toes.