Sharville Christmas Newspoem 2012
Where's this year gone? November's nearly here
And I am only now my poem beginning.
So I had better get my brain in gear
And sort out all the jumbled thoughts there spinning.
And then to Scarborough supporting Gloucester
For their first game in ages in this town
The weather minded us of Doctor Foster,
We lost 2 days of play, but didn't frown
I had a trip to Southwell with a choir
I sang with thirty years ago, and who
To creditable standards still aspire
When drinking beer. The singing's not bad too!
And Adrian enjoys his work - a blessing -
And loves our days out, concerts and theatre.
Though double shifts in ways can be depressing
The fewer six pound bridge tolls paid, the better!
It hasn't been a good year in the garden,
Owing to cold and wet, and numerous slugs.
My caring attitude will have to harden -
These aren't just garden pests, they're downright thugs!
The blueberries were great. The rest was poor.
The plums went rotten on the tree. The beans
Despite three plantings, ended up as straw.
And we all know what lack of sunshine means...
So as I write, New Zealand beckons strong
I planned the schedule months and months ago!
But now it's just a week away... not long.
And will we want to come home? I don't know!
Photography as always has inspired me -
An outlet for my creativity -
As is a group I go to, which has fired me
To learn more about real poetry!
So an Olympic year draws to an end
And good, I hope, for you and those held dear.
So this we wish for each and every friend -
A happy Christmas, and a great New Year