Poems and drawings capture my life and thoughts as a teenager. Some may be a little later. Just found all these in a box and hope someone else likes them too.
Saturday, 8 January 2011
God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen ...
I awoke that morning To the smell of bacon And trudged downstairs. 'Hello," I said, as I sat down At a bare table. A joyful shouting drifted Through the wall with That smell of bacon. I tore at a crust. 'Happy Christmas,' I said .