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An Explanation To My Son
An Explanation To My Son
Mum sat bolt upright in the bed,
‘What was that noise downstairs?’ she said.
‘Schhnoorrrr!’ said Dad, still in deep slumber,
He too quickly felt effect of this unintended blunder,
As he was elbowed in the ribs with womanly force.
‘Aaaaah!’ Dad cried. ‘Shhhhh!’ Mum hissed and just to reinforce,
She clamped a hand upon his mouth and hissed through gritte...
Friday 11th December 2015 12:51 pm
Where I am
Where I am
The festive lights sparkle
Glistening in
The eyes of my strangers
I assimilate insensibly
For it is dark where I am
And they do not understand
Why there is no tree
Innocent laughter tears
Excitement free
From warm-hearted tokens
My gift is emptiness
For it is cold where I am
And he doesn’t understand
Why there is no tree
Smiles of c...
Wednesday 9th December 2015 2:01 pm
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