deepundergroundpoetry.com

Remembering the Magic of Christmas

Daddy and me    
sipping egg nog at three      
holidays without    
were never complete     
     
the cinnamon spice      
and vanilla were nice    
but nicer, you see    
was Daddy and me      
     
celebrating Christmas      
late in the eve      
with plaid flannel pjs    
and warm slippered feet    
     
a fond memory    
was daddy and me    
with a cuppa holiday nog    
pleasing our bellies  
Written by TheMuses22 (Muse22)
Published | Edited 6th Dec 2017
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 1 reading list entries 0
comments 4 reads 548
Commenting Preference: 
The author is looking for friendly feedback.

Latest Forum Discussions
POETRY
Today 00:05am by Grace
COMPETITIONS
Yesterday 11:00pm by adagio
SPEAKEASY
Yesterday 8:57pm by SweetKittyCat5
SPEAKEASY
Yesterday 7:19pm by Mstrmnd1923
COMPETITIONS
Yesterday 5:45pm by crimsin
POETRY
Yesterday 3:58pm by Abracadabra