I know not what to write or say,
The words just will not come today.
They may be many, they may be few,
But elusive for me to share with you.
The day is calm, my thoughts are not,
Jumbled, confused, and yet by what?
Could it be a weather change,
Or festive plans yet to arrange,
Or maybe the thought of Christmas cheer,
I know somewhere there’s a can of beer.
The dekkies are up, the lights are lit,
The tree stands proud, all twelve inches of it.
An array of cards are stuck on the wall,
Hopefully none of which will fall.
Gently we rock, smoothly we sway,
Hubby is snoozing the time away.
The dog’s been walked, we’ve both been fed,
Perhaps I too should rest my head,
And when I awake, perhaps an idea
Will materialise, and I’ll write it here.