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C h r i s t m a s   P o e m s

By Josie Whitehead

Chicken Breast


By Josie Whitehead

Christmas Isn't the Same

Goodbye to the days when our Christmas was busy -
The cooking and cleaning - my head felt quite dizzy;

     The presents we bought and hid well out of sight
     And the fun of pretending 'he’s coming tonight.'

I used to complain my time wasn’t my own,
And here we now are in our home all alone.
 Well we’ll go to the church and greet other nice folk,
     Sing a carol for Christmas and laugh at a joke.

So let’s not prepare things the evening before;
Some sprouts and potatoes are hardly a chore!
     Two chicken breasts take only minutes to bake –
     And for only two people?  Don’t bother with cake!

We don’t need more things, so give presents a miss.
It’s a waste buying mistletoe when we never kiss.
  Why purchase strong drink which goes straight to the head
     When a good cup of tea might be better instead?

Our friends and our family?  Too busy for us!
So we’ll just keep it simple and not make a fuss.

     We’ve our home and each other and enough for a meal,
     So be thankful for these things – well that’s how I feel!

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