Swept Away
“Swept away either on a sunny beach or at a lovely dinner, by a fantasy snowfall or a dear friend’s memory, a sweet, soft touch or dreamy dessert; the kindness of a stranger or helping someone in need, a wonderful aroma or the fragrance of Mom; swept away by a massive hug by big son or littlest granddaughter, made teary-eyed by a poignant image or miraculous sound of a song in a faraway land; swept away by love’s embrace or a child’s rosy face seen on a path of wind-tossed trees while walking, thinking, musing, remembering, cherishing; wherever you are or whatever you do, be swept away by this magical time of year, this joyous season, … let it sweep you away as no other can nor ever will.”
To your Happiness,
Kita