Holidays Are Handed Down

A poem about how holidays are preserved: Holidays are handed down, Are gifts from old to young, Pieces of a legacy Part played, part danced, part sung. Years and generations pass, Holidays remain, Organized each time anew, Links upon a chain. In every generation those Determined to pass on A thing of beauty they have known, Yearning for the seeds they’ve sown, Sing till they are gone. © by Nicholas Gordon To see this poem on my site, go to https://www.poemsforfree.com/holi14.html. For more Happy Holidays poems, go to https://www.poemsforfree.com/seasonsgreetingspoems.html .