That Time Of Year. Poem by Lyn Poulton

It's the most united time of the year,
All families and friends gathering round,
Some you have not seen for months,
Others, relations you've found.

The troops are home from the War afar,
Celebrations for family and friends,
A long road they have travelled to return,
Hoping one day wars will end.

Let's raise our glasses to 2014,
Let's celebrate for next year,

It's the most united time of the year again,
Let's raise our glasses and cheer.