For the twenty-fifth day of December,
The birth of Christ? For some it means
An interchange of hunting scenes
On coloured cards, And I remember
Last year I sent out twenty yards,
Laid end to end, of Christmas cards
To people that I scarcely know -
They'd sent a card to me, and so
I had to send one back. Oh dear!
Is this a form of Christmas cheer?
Or is it, which is less surprising,
My pride gone in for advertising?
The only cards that really count
Are that extremely small amount
From real friends who keep in touch
And are not rich but love us much
Some ways indeed are very odd
By which we hail the birth of God.
A couple of years ago I received donations to our charities for Christmas from people who had decided not to send cards but give a donation. I thought this such a good idea that I did it last year in a small way and am doing it in a bigger way this year. Any way I want to say a big Happy Christmas to all my readers and friends and explain that all the money for cards and postage will be going to street children of Mali.
Sign of the times
The cards have changed from hunting scenes , too politically incorrect
Now the card relates to the person much more, you will detect.
For example for us it can be pictures of donkeys or cats
Or even a cute couple of dogs sporting natty little hats
The message remains the same " Have a wonderful Christmas time"
Sent to you all - in terrible rhyme.
Val
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