Goodbye! Goodbye! Old Twenty-two….
Your time has come and gone.
Hello! Hello! New Twenty-three…
We’re ready! Bring it on!
Goodbye! Goodbye! Old Twenty-two….
Your time has come and gone.
Hello! Hello! New Twenty-three…
We’re ready! Bring it on!
When my kitties expect breakfast,
interruptions they like not.
They want it when they want it
No excuse, like “I forgot!”
The sky is dark.
The rain falls steady.
Will Springtime come?
I sure am ready.
I gained over Christmas.
I’m putting it on.
Somehow, once I get it,
it never gets gone.
My kitties mew “Good Morning”
as they wake up from the night.
Their friendly mew of greeting
helps to set my day off right.
Merry Christmas, Ev’ryone!
And may your day be Blessed.
And may your Twenty-Twenty Three
abound with Happ-i-ness.
My problem is extreme old age.
Prognosis is: incurable.
I medicate with Starbucks, and,
that makes it quite endurable.
May this candle’s bright, clear light
stay with you through this day.
And may it give support to you
in all you do and say.
There’s still wet snow on the deck and the grass.
It’ll take awhile for this all to pass.
But, I have to say that i feel better
when precipitation is warmer and wetter.
The night is dark.
The sky hangs low.
The air is raw and chill.
From the sodden, leaden clouds
the snow falls as it will.