My Old Christmas

                                                     

I remember as a kid waking

up every hour to get a sneak 

peek under tree.

Now I get up every hour

just to pee.

 

When I was young, it was all 

about fun. Now it is about family

being together, reliving the good

old days. Not that I

remember.

 

A nap is in order. Another Christmas over.

What energy I had left went right along with it.

As I was dozing, I thought to myself What a great day, more

memories made. and shall I get lucky, I will see you next year.

Until then, Merry Christmas and a Blessed New Year.