Christmas song

Soft lays the snow
With a whispering chill
Sparkling lights
In the windows will fill
Stop, look, listen
Don't let the magic pass
It will soon be gone,
Like the sands in the glass ~
Be the excited child within

The roads are busy
Shops filled to the brim.
Take time, pause and breathe,
Hear the sound of the hymn
Stop, look, listen.
Don't let the magic pass
It will soon be gone,
Like the sands in the glass
Be the excited child within

Relish the memory,
Feel the glow,
Of childhood Christmases
Long, long ago
Stop, look, listen.
Don't let the magic pass
It will soon be gone,
Like the sands in the glass
Be the excited child within

New job

Off I go again
New job
Nerves a rattling
Need to do well
Unknown territory
Familiar situation
Fingers crossed

Am I lonely?

Am I lonely?

Let me ponder that thought.

I am alone a lot of the time.

I have good friends at the end of a text

And my son lives at the end of my path.

But 90% of the minute full day

I spend with me, myself and I.

Sometimes I crave a companion of sorts –

I did try a cat for a while.

But I surprisingly found that I am selfishly tight;

That I devour time to be on my own.

So when the question arises

As it quite often does

I can honestly say that I’m not.

I am rich in my company

As I have no buts to share

I can come and go as I please.

So no pitying looks please

And offers of seats

As I’m happy as happy can be.