Monday, December 22, 2008

Twas 3 Days before Christmas

Twas 3 days before Christmas
and with dawns early light.
The snow started falling
all fluffy and white.
I was busy this morning
and the day seemed a blur.
Early afternoon came
I felt chilled, I thought brrrr.
I slipped into bed
to read and get warm.
I dozed off to sleep,
but awoke with alarm.
I ran to the door to see
what ruined my dream.
There stood good neighbor Bob
with his new snowblowing machine.

8 comments:

  1. love the picture of Bob or should I say "Mr. Adams"?

    I'm so impressed with your rymthing words!

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  2. Jean you crack me up! This was awesome.

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  3. Very creative Jean! I love the poem:) Good old BOB!!!!!!!

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  4. You took the picture of Bob in action, you posted it on your blog and then wrote a clever poem...........YOU ARE A JEANEOUS!!!!

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  5. I called Marilyn and told her how to get on the blog. She called back in a few minutes laughing. She said they all enjoyed it and Bob had a good laugh.

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  6. Didn't know you were such a great poet. Bob has to be a pretty great neighbor also. Lowry

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  7. Jean This was so funny Clark is still laughing. I have not looked at your blog in a log time. It looks great!!!

    No banana bread recipe so I will find my phone and hope your home. Santa wants some hot banana muffins so I need to get cooking...

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  8. sideshow Bob never sleeps!!!

    Dickens just rolled over in his grave...

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