MY FINAL WORDS…MAYBE…FOR THIS YEAR!

 

The year doesn’t end today,

But the wife and I are driving away…

To her mountains to see

Her loved family,

Tomorrow should be the day!

–

On the thirtieth and thirty-first

Of December my job is rehearsed…

Returned from our bolt

And economic jolt,

We might be dining on liverwurst!

(The wife hates it–I can stand it fresh for a sandwich or two!)

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Whatever our lot, we wish you well,

I’m resting my fingers a spell…

I’ll see you in a week,

We’ll be up near North Creek

Listening to a distant church bell.

 

Have a Merry Christmas….Happy Holidays….the quintessential Kwanza!?!

 

–Jonathan Caswell, “zee Poet””.