My Father At Christmas
He was the Christmas clown it's true
And here are the things he'd do
Toss the tinsel around
the room
And dance like a crazy loon
Do funny little holiday poses
Put on a wig and pretend he was Moses
Take many more sips of
the nog
And start singing to our family dog
And as a joke in trying to
be funny
He'd give gifts of Monopoly money
And you talk about the fruits of labor
He'd gift a "For Sale" sign for a crabby neighbor
When it came to fun he
was King
For he'd have us laughing so hard it would sting
My father was a gem at Christmas
Full of laughter and pranks and blissness
Rachel Ann Bovier
P.O.Box 16301
Pgh,PA.15242
(412) 921-3694
( Xmas Cards Welcomed )