At Christmas time
I compose a rhyme
Of winter weather
And us all together
Emptying the wine
As we talk of bygone times,
While the clock on the wall
Watches us all
Until sleep calls
Us one by one
And we are gone.
At Christmas time
I compose a rhyme
Of winter weather
And us all together
Emptying the wine
As we talk of bygone times,
While the clock on the wall
Watches us all
Until sleep calls
Us one by one
And we are gone.
nice!
Thank you, Beth! I’m pleased you like it.
I loved this. Just got to make sure not to spill a drop of wine while rocking around the Christmas Tree. Wishing you a happy and productive 2024!
I’m delighted you loved my poem. There is definitely an art to rocking around the Christmas tree whilst not spilling any wine! All the best to you for the coming year and I hope that 2023 was a good one for you. Kevin