Category Archives: presents

Stage 1 For the season (day 3)

The anticipation begins to build

Trees going up sets the tone

As we dress up the green

They are a sight to be seen

Shining hope into all our homes

© J W Nelson 2016

 

Stage 1 – For the Season (Day 2)

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Yes that’s right

We are counting down the days

Eleven months of darkness will become light

As the season of good cheer is here to stay…

© J W Nelson 2016

Stage 1 for the Season(the first few days)


The first calendar window reveals

Our elf deserves a taste

Will the 2nd window gift appeal?

Be patient and not make haste…

 

© J W Nelson 2016

The Journey (the 5th in the Traveller Diaries)

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The journey started in 68

Like the hypnotic humming of a bird

Even back then I was always late

To be early would be absurd

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We start our unknown journey

With no destination sight

With hopes to become attorney?

And the power it gives to take flight?

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My train keeps on going

There is still fuel in the tank

A year older means more puffing and blowing

Mouth wide open, expression almost blank

 

 

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I continue to perform the ‘Swan’

Cool and calm is the top line view

Inside pistons fire like a mad man

You never want to reveal the real you

 

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Another year is added to my number

Its birthday time on the horizon again

Yester year I had time to slumber

But now, it’s a huge thank you to all my friends

 

 

 

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The hope is to keep life simple

Drive your journey your way

Stay as cute as a dimple

Retain your essence – afterall its your brithday! (it’s mine actually)

 

The Tree (it’s starting to look a lot like…)

The Tree…

 

So December arrives

What does it mean?

We count down the days

Oh yes, we’re really keen

 

The garden centre beckons

Another arduous trip

Never mind the madding crowds

But watch the ice, in case you slip

 

You view fifty trees

They all look the same

In frustration you pick the first one

It’s the annual run around game

 

Now into the car

You bend, twist, and shove

Eating needles you hadn’t planned on

Once in, you raise your eyes up above

 

With ease you bring it home

Stand back –  look at your icon with pride

Until you notice something is missing

You now want to run away and hide

 

Never mind, a job is done

The family will be pleased

No concern about the lopsided tree

Or being continually teased and teased…

 

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