It's time once again for holiday card sending

And looking back over the year that is ending

And looking ahead to see what needs tending:

Eat better, call mom, save money, recycle,

Spend an hour a day on the exercise cycle,

And read this year's poem from HSC's Michael:

In the wee-hours morning when you lie awake

With visions of troubles that you cannot shake,

Fretting 'bout budgets and contracts and press,

Your board's in an uproar, your office a mess,

And your email's piling, your grant report's due,

That disgruntled employee is threat'ning to sue--

Then stop for a moment; hear the voice in your soul

Reminding you these are just steps to the goal

Of a world without want, without war, without hate,

Where everyone will have enough on their plate,

Where no one's devalued or lives on the street,

Where all kids are cherished, with plenty to eat,

Where the ailing are healed with compassion and skill,

Where the elderly live vital lives that fulfill...

Keep doing the work of the angels above.

Keep sharing your caring, your power, your love.

Keep caring for those who are hurt or in need

Regardless of color, religion, or creed,

Or gender, or orientation, or age.

Our thanks go to all who are reading this page.

So, wherever you'll be at this holiday time,

We hope you've enjoyed this year's holiday rhyme.

Light menorah, kinara, or evergreen tree,

Happy holidays to all,

From your friends at HSC.