Merry Christmas Again.

I’ll be wishing you a Merry Christmas until the twelve days are up, so get used to it.

I’ve written lots of random poems the last few days, but I never got to a computer, so you never got to see any of them. So here’s one that I still kinda like.


In the middle of the night,
When the birds are done with flight,
When all is out of sight,
I write.

When the sun starts to rise,
And rids the shadows from my eyes,
And the dew on grass, it sighs,
I lie.

When the day is half way through,
When the light’s no longer new,
When it’s an hour or so til two,
I coo.

I arise and start my day,
Work that has no pay,
When others hit the hay,
I write.


Merry Christmas.

– Cdukulele


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