Dad's Christmas Poem 2006
Here is Dad's 2oo6 Christmas poem. It has taken me a while to put it up, in fact I just realized I haven't put any Christmas pictures up either, I will get a Xmas retrospective up soon. Thanks dad for great poem!
WHERE DID IT GO?? 2006 THE YEAR THAT WAS…..
A thumbnail sketch of the year gone by,
Come reminisce with Bronwyn and I…..
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Our Volkswagen Camper, old but fun
Was sold and we bought another one
Not a Combie this time but a Nissan Van
Bought from the widow of a deceased old man
He’d spent lots of money and time it seems
Making this bus his dream machine
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Emily came out from the U.S. of A.
And though we were working we found time to play
We chased kangaroos through the bush and the scrub
Tried to marry her off to a bloke in a pub….
We camped at the beach and worked on our tans
And catered a party right out of the van
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Our first trip away was to Broken Hill,
Across multi-hued desert, oh what a thrill
To visit with Andrew, he’s a nurse you know
Stationed far to the west, (a bit of a blow)
There’s no habitation for hundreds of klicks
He’s a new understanding of “out in the sticks”
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Andrew bid us farewell and we drove to Mildura
Where Bron went to High School before I knew her
For ‘Foodies’ with passion it’s a lush garden town
We slurped local wines, washed gourmet food down
Bron’s cousins were great, made us part of the scene
We’ll not soon forget our ‘Night on the Green’
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Then
The Jap prison break was of interest to me
Those Japanese prisoners had only one aim
To commit Hari Kari, to die without shame
My Uncle Cess, was stationed there then
But in
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A great excursion, but all too fast
So soon back at work, the trip in the past
When you run a Motel, you can’t be faint hearted
We ask ourselves why we ever got started ?
The hours are long - from six through to ten
Then you get up next morning and do it again (!)
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I’m sure we’d go crazy if not for our friends
Who call in to see us and brighten Weekends.
The Stainlays, the Watsons and Dear Father Harry
Butterfields, Hornimans, all stop and tarry
The Parkies, the Munros, Bill, Liz and Cait
For forty odd years now Bill’s been my mate!
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We’ve new friends too in this Motel game
Our complaints and our giggles are all the same
When our days coincide, (and we’re free) four of us
Load goodies and wine in the old Nissan bus
Then with Karen and
Having labelled this time “The Picnicking Years”
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Bron’s Mum had a birthday, she turned ninety four
So off to Rockhampton to cheer and toast “More”
A cake with candles for everyone there
Some of the oldies rubbed cake in their hair (!)
Twin Brother Ray and wife Vikki, our hosts
Showed us the town, Yeppoon and the Coast
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Ninety three big ones for my Mum Jean
Still as bright and as active as she’s ever been
I’m sure she’ll be with us for many years yet
A telegram from the Queen’s a pretty safe bet!
She’s coming for Christmas, we’ll squeeze her in
Can’t use that old chestnut “No room at the
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I know I’m long winded and a bit of a bore
But the story’s not over. Wait! I’ve got more….
This past October found us winging our way
Exotic Vietnam Two weeks holiday
Inexpensive. Exciting. Just cracker-jack
As Bronwyn exclaims “We are SO going back”
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Step son Shane, we haven’t seen for a while
Emailed a pic - daughter Sophie’s sweet smile
But the news that will colour this year pink or blue
Is that Christian and Natalie are expecting too!
So we’re heading to
A Grandpa at last! An event to remember!
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I’m so excited! What took them so long?
If it’s a boy, will he be big and strong?
Or maybe a girl with curly blonde hair?
I hope baby arrives while we are there!
Armed with a Teddy, I’ll be such a sight
Blubbering and cheering with all of my might!
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More precious than gifts left under the tree
A new baby for Christmas sounds good to me
Bringing families together in peace, love and hope
They bind us so tightly, much stronger than rope
Long ago a small baby showed us the way
May the joy that is Christmas be yours every day!
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Jim
Christmas 2006
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