Perhaps it comes with age

and that I am no sage

I find myself behind

struggling to unwind

some original lines

of what my heart inclines

So I'll share what I heard only

of the priest's festive homily

I wish you good appetite, he shared -

it was a greeting he once had -

appetite meaning you can eat

meaning you are still up to it

appetite to want and to do

for life, for God, for skies of blue

And this, my dear kin and kindred,

my friends, I wish you a hundred-

fold, the finest of appetite

and each day be cheery and bright

Gong Xi Fai Cai

Happy Fire Monkey Year!