Together, under a clear blue sky
Once the last of the lamps had given up their lightsAnd the last of the crackers had petered out,The warm flow of togethernessFrom a family getting togetherSurvived to prepare all of usFor another grueling year ahead.
May our tribe prosper.
that's a beautiful end to a beginning.
Lovely!I echo your wishes - may your tribe prosper. :-)Hope all is well with you Raj. x