It is Christmas day
Nothing is open
And I have little to say
I slept very late
All snug in my bed
Without a thought of work
Occupying my head
My refrigerator is stocked
For the stores are all closed
I short-changed myself on soda
I drank more than I supposed
So ration I must
And ration I will
Pouring each glass with care
Not to cause the slightest spill
And I sit on my computer
Cat on my lap
Hair all disheveled
From my long evening’s nap
Sipping my soda
With the greatest of care
In hopes that tomorrow
Some soda will still be there
As I slowly wake up
And the fog leaves my eyes
I start to wrap this up
As I start to realize
I have nothing to say
Except one last wish:
That my soda lasts today
And you have a great Christmas
8 comments:
Aw, I love that! Hope you had a great day.:)
Great Poem Kan! I know I havn't been posting much but I wanted to stop by and wish you happy holidays!
Your Friend
The Phantom
Bwahahahahahha....sweet!....Merry Christmas Kan....glad you checked in....
I know the feeling. A day without soda is a day without fizzle. Or something like that.
Nicely done. Have a great New Year!
Kanrei, I have an unrelated question. Have you been to the Hard Rock Hotel in Hollywood? If yes, what did you think about it?
I have not been there Steve. Hollywood is about an hour north. They also have one at the Indian Reservation that has a casino, but I have not been there either. Something about visiting hotels in your home town that just seems weird to me.
Kanrei, you are right.
You got me thinking Steve that I should. There is an entire Miami I have never seen because it is tourist based and I have avoided those "traps." Why? I am cheating myself out of experiancing my home town. You have inspired me. I am going to go to the casino not this weekend, but in a few.
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