A poem about: Amity and kids are doing fine. She…

Amity and kids are doing fine. She manages a store and is very busy.Devin is busy with her new position at the onalaska animal hospital and spends free time with her awesome son Rowan. Tyson is her bestie and they still enjoy the Friday night dates.Katie and Jon expecting a baby in October, it's a boy. They will share maternity leave and get to know their precious son! Still busy working corporate at Kwik Trip also.alex has gone camping with us several times this year and it was sure nice to have him along! He also is working at Kwik Trip still and enjoys collecting coins. Rick, my love, still employed by Technical Die Casting in Stockton Minnesota. He keeps quite busy here at home also. Myself, I am still driving a van route for the school. I transport early childhood and special needs children! Otherwise, I enjoy camping and am always saddened when the camper has to be winerized for the season! Hope you all have a great Christmas and take care of each other! Love, the Carlsons

In a town where laughter dances on the air,
Amity thrives, her store a lively song,
While Devin's days with animals she shares,
Her son Rowan makes her heart grow strong.

Tyson, the friend who's been through it all,
Still on Friday nights, they paint the town.
Katie and Jon await joy's gentle call,
A baby boy, soon their world to crown.

Alex joins camping under stars so bright,
Coins in his pocket, stories to unfold.
He's with Kwik Trip by day, by firelight,
His laughter warms us even in the cold.

Rick, my steadfast love, his hands are sure,
Crafting futures in metal's gleaming flow.
Here at home, our lives are rich and pure,
In every task, our shared life's gentle glow.

I'm on the road where young dreams take their flight,
Driving them to futures yet unseen.
In the camper, beneath the moon's soft light,
Nature's embrace fills our souls, serene.

Let this Christmas light our hearts with care,
As the Carlson love wraps us like a song.
In every moment, joy and hope we share,
Together in the world where we belong.

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In a town where laughter dances on the air, Amity thrives, her store a lively song, While Devin's days with animals she shares, Her son Rowan makes her heart grow strong. Tyson, the friend who's been through it all, Still on Friday nights, they paint the town. Katie and Jon await joy's gentle call, A baby boy, soon their world to crown. Alex joins camping under stars so bright, Coins in his pocket, stories to unfold. He's with Kwik Trip by day, by firelight, His laughter warms us even in the cold. Rick, my steadfast love, his hands are sure, Crafting futures in metal's gleaming flow. Here at home, our lives are rich and pure, In every task, our shared life's gentle glow. I'm on the road where young dreams take their flight, Driving them to futures yet unseen. In the camper, beneath the moon's soft light, Nature's embrace fills our souls, serene. Let this Christmas light our hearts with care, As the Carlson love wraps us like a song. In every moment, joy and hope we share, Together in the world where we belong.