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Dec 2013
I lie here alone in the darkness
being interrupted by the morning light,
staring up at my ceiling fan,
my hands crossed under my head,
wondering how many homes
the Jolly 'Ole St. Nick visited last night.
And though my home remains silent,
I know the action has already begun,
is about to begin, o what fun!

Halfway around the world,
pandemonium is in full swing,
things are in an uproar.
Eggs are frying,
toast is burning,
kids are screaming deliriously,
lovers are swooning,
babies fussing,
they're people laughing,
some are crying,
fires crackling,
boxes are being ripped apart,
bicycles are out in the streets,
new wardrobes are worn,
praying & cussing,
shock & elation,
some dreams are being met,
others are being shattered,
living rooms are in tatters.

I know I must be brave,
prepare myself
for the coming onslaught.
Wish me luck.....
while there's still time
for a bit of more
peace & quiet.
Jonny Angel
Written by
Jonny Angel  GRB090423
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