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When I first met you,
my heart was yours to take.
I was a fool in love with you,
knowing not why my heart would ache.

Now, my heart is old,
apart now, a heart break.
You don't remember my name.
It's OK, you love me when awake.

White the roof,
snowing allowed,
waiting for
the Holiday crowd.

My brain seems to
be running slow.
In the dining room
for breakfast, listening to
Christmas Carols, instrumental
music. "Have yourself a
merry, little Christmas" makes
my heart swell, with hope,
of love for the season
and the New Year.

Good tidings to all of you,
a Happy New Year is blessed,
to bring joyful success to you,
peaceful pursuit to all the rest.

Fir trees topped
with new, fallen snow,
blanketing the foliage
on the ground below.

A landscape of snow,
covered fields, today,
with children playing,
on a beautiful day.

Smoke curling from chimneys
upon many a roof,
it must be Christmas.
See all the proof?

Gather together,
for a Holiday Carol,
of good will toward men
and Joy to the World.

When does the law
of supply and demand,
kick in for the use
of grey cells from this
aged brain?
No more questions poised,
no more answers given.
What is the use of
asking questions, when there
is
no answer to be given?

NASA Astronomy Picture of the Day:

Asteroid 3200 Phaethon's annual gift to planet Earth always arrives in December. Otherwise known as the Geminid meteor shower, the source of the meteroid stream is dust shed along the orbit of the mysterious asteroid. Near the December 13/14 peak of the shower's activity, geminid meteors are captured in this night skyscape, composited from 22 images of starry sky taken before the moon rose over Monument Valley in the American southwest. The bright stars near the position of the shower's radiant are the constellation Gemini's twin stars Castor (blue) and Pollux (yellow). As Earth sweeps through the dusty stream, the parallel meteor trails appear to radiate from a point on the sky in Gemini due to perspective, and so the yearly shower is named for the constellation. From the camera's perspective, this view of three prominent buttes across Monument Valley also suggests appropriate names for two of them. The third one is called Merrick Butte.

Photo by Chuck Derus

You captured my heart,
a quaint, little smile.
You hugged and made me
feel good for a while.

What light
blinds the eye,
when Dawn
comes forth?

When will
this pain pass,
going another way?
Will it be
leaving, not to stay?

Of all the love in the World today,
It's you I seek and pray,
Please stay with me,
Sweet love of mine.

Oh, Rooster boy,
what's in your craw?
Did you just
fly in from Omaha?

Long he wandered,
searching, ever searching
for his once upon a time home.
He traveled the World for years,
writing about his travels.
He awkwardly wrote a poem.

Know not your name,
know not your home,
in a short time, you'll
be in an original Poem.