Memories

I have packed away Christmas

I have packed away Christmas, no more jingle bells

I have wrapped the nativity and the twirling carousels

I have re-read the cards and stored them away

I have neatly boxed baubles till next Christmas day

and as I am working my minds in a whirl

I recall Christmas times when I was a girl

with sugary mice and an orange and nuts

midnight mass to attend, with no ifs or buts

nightly big snow falls and slippery ice

Father Christmas deciding who is naughty or nice

Hot Christmas lunches and cash in the pud

Gifts round the tree, Christmas was good

and now as I pack one more Christmas away

with no snow or ice in a land far away

and cold Christmas lunches with a pud of ice cream

Loud Christmas lunches with excitement and screams

In years to come as my grandies recall

they’ll remember the times when they were small

different times, different country, but in essence the same

Tradition and family is the name of the game

Its not easy

How to lose weight when you’re 78?

Its not easy!

researching the way to lose weight each day?

its so boring!

counting your cals, resenting thin pals?

its exhausting!

walking the dog, writing a blog?

its just tiring!

avoiding the chips, reducing the hips?

its annoying!

hearing fat barbs, then cutting out carbs?

its frustrating!

joining a gym, to try to get slim?

not attending!

avoid lolly munch, then KFC lunch?

its self cancelling!

just be who I am and eat toast with jam?

its so comforting

August 22, 2024 0

Snoring loudly the old dog lies comfy in his bed
Curled up, warm and dreaming
Fat, beagly, brown and white
Feet twitching, nose wriggling
Snuffling sinusly, the old dog sniffs the scented air
Re-living old adventures and grunting
Remembering when limbs ran free
When cataract eyes could see
When deaf ears were hearing
Before obesity was nearing
What joy is spent recalling
When what’s missing was free balling.
Dream on old dog