Words and Music by
Tim Hardin
Joni Mitchell
"And the seasons, they go round and round
And the painted ponies go up and down
We're captive on the carousel of time
We can't return, we can only look
Behind, from where we came
And go round and round and round, in the Circle Game"
We're captive on the carousel of time
We can't return, we can only look
Behind, from where we came
And go round and round and round, in the Circle Game"
*As are most situations, I have come to learn (the hard way) that a successful Thanksgiving celebration is all about achieving a balance of indulgence / moderation, participation / observation and guestlist negotiation / enforcement (Uncle Ernie is still up for debate).
Equally important, it's a time to reflect on the reality that all in attendance are as stuck with you today, as you are with them - so enjoy everyone as we go 'round and 'round.
I truly thank You for being a part of this on-going Family Affair (past-present-future).
Please carve responsibly!
RFW
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