A Winters Tail

This poem was co-written with Sunpat for a Christmas challenge made by his parents a few years ago.

It is traditional to have a new game each year and they have varied from: draw a picture that denotes a Christmas carol, make a hat for the day that symbolises your profession, murder in the dark......which pretty much gets played every year, and write your own Christmas poem. There are generally lots of kids there, and plenty of adults who like being kids for the day!

Sunpat and I wrote this one together, in the car on the way down actually, and I am proud of it. We wrote it from the point of view of our dogs, who were an integral part of every family get together, and we thought it should be posted at this festive time of year, in remembrance and tribute. I hope you enjoy it.

'Come Fill Our Bowls'

Greetings from old County Durham
we are so very glad to be here,
seeing all of your friendly faces
smiling and so full of cheer.

It's been along time since we've seen you
but the smells are familiar to us.
If you're eating we'll mosey on over,
you can pat us and give us a fuss.

We've noticed the oven smells tasty
and spotted a chocolate or two,
however our bowls are still empty
some turkey and gravy will do.

So who's for a walk in the woodland
and then back for more food and a drink?
Here's to a canine Christmas,
best wishes, Mojo and Pink.

Comments

  1. Anonymous7:34 pm

    Lovely. How you must miss them.

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  2. We play a lot in dreams!

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