It was balmy 65 degrees,
Before the sun went down,
Here in Cumby,
The Christmas was a different for me,
I still would hear Mannheim Steamroller’s,
Christmas CD and had figure myself,
Blessed and lucky,
To have my loving wife,
Looking out to west, as we sat on our balcony,
I reflected on what has transpired,
And it is all good.
As it should,
In a week we’ll be heading for Jamaica,
For our first anniversary,
Belated honeymoon
I wish that Roxy could have kittens,
By the time when we leave,
Real soon.
I said Merry Christmas’s to a dozen or so people,
And I recorded music for first in couple of years,
All is good,
As it should, ---be.
(12-25-2007)
Joe Rosochacki
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/christmas-2007/
