Almanac (Poetic) Life: Christmas Eve
December 24, 2025 by 6 Comments
It’s Christmas Eve. I’m 63.
Watching the lights on our Christmas tree.
Takes me back to when I was ten.
We had fewer lights. The night was brighter then.
Read more by John Gordon HERE
I’m 72, and yes so true!
I’m 67
The only rhyme is know is “heaven”
Bugger off
I’m off to golf
Make to most of what we’re given.
(Cheers JG. Onwards and upwards for the Eagles & Black Ducks in 2023. Stick it up those Vics.)
Yes.
Love this!
These days I’m a seven zero
Hum along to Yesterday’s Hero
Really just the last of my kind
Replaying Chappell in my mind
Play the fool or play the fiddle – just another ageing Nero
(Your pieces always make me smile. Thanks JG.)
This is terrific