Monday, December 09, 2024
So much anonymity!
There were some great poems this week (on what we want from Santa), and a lot of them were anonymous. Like this one:
All I want is snow
A real white winter again
C'mon Minnesota!
A real white winter again
C'mon Minnesota!
And this:
Hey, Santa baby!
Bring me some comfort and joy
And holiday fun.
Bring me some comfort and joy
And holiday fun.
And this particularly poignant one (and I see you, David!):
Santa can't bring me
What I need the most: a brand
spanking new kidney.
What I need the most: a brand
spanking new kidney.
Or this one, from someone who knows IPLawGuy:
If I could really
Wish, would be for some comfort
For people in pain.
Like IP Law guy, missing his dog.:(
Wish, would be for some comfort
For people in pain.
Like IP Law guy, missing his dog.:(
But of course we have our reliable friends as well, like Des:
Santa, please bring a
bird feeder with a cam’ra.
Oh, and a new job.
bird feeder with a cam’ra.
Oh, and a new job.
And Christine:
Really don't need much
Pens are great stocking stuffers
Always a new book.
Pens are great stocking stuffers
Always a new book.
And Jill Scoggins:
Seeking a life change
guided by prayer and by
meditation, love.
guided by prayer and by
meditation, love.
