The desert wind blew me aside,
It fluttered my heart
Filled me with sighs....
(Screeching to a halt)
Before I suck you into another poem-
Let me just say I’m very happy to have found a new place-
A comfortable new home--
Where I've managed to reunite with old friends--
Hope to keep my desert friends--
And look forward to maintaining my
wonderful Online friends too!
I wish everyone a Merry Christmas and
massive freight cars full of success in the coming New Year!
At Christmas, let us rejoice because of this special birthday!!
If you believe--
He will untangle your worries-
One flickering light at a time.
|Greetings from Fiona-(Still on the 'Naughty List'.)|
Now for the POEM:
(Once you've poured the nog, wassail or wine on Christmas Eve,
you might want to use an Irish blessing
or read my humble words below.)
A toast to the
That feeling poets try to describe.
Undisclosed truths of the wise.
And real friends—well—
Need no laundry list of whys-
Need no litany of reasons—
Texting, emails-- trips to and fro-
The ones that count—