Pete and SJGR’s visitation

A Christmas Sonnet on the event of Pete and SJGR’s visitation
Monday, 25 December 2006

When smells of bird and beast assail our sense
And choc’late lies like gold around the fire
Then is the food half way to coming hence
Our guts to greater measures then aspire.
The table set and glasses spark’ling clean
With strange and gaudy napkins laid around
The ham and turkey shimmer golden sheen,
And Pete’s digestive juices start to sound.
Tucked away, a baby lies fast sleeping,
Its first pre-Christmas loud about its ears.
Worlds of Christmas Eve anticipation
Visit us on Christmas Day this great year.
No more! That turkey’s succulent and hot.
A toast to family - both seen and not.