ON THE THIRD DAY OF CHRISTMAS....

~~My Gift to You~~

by Marcelle

Chance makes a poet,
so by chance a poet I would be,
and send my verse,
like Eros' lance,
to strike and pleasure thee.
I'll make such rhymes for thee,
will start sweet bells a-chiming in thy heart
be beautiful as mountain spring, or,
light as spinning foam will bring
a moments pleasure then depart.
My soul would soar to heights sublime,
so let each ballad ring with all the bards of ancient time,
and minstrelsy, to sing.

If then these songs delight thee, dear,

suffice they must for me:

one moment's joy unto thine ear,

then gone from memory.

I'd like to dedicate this poem to the two of them with my appreciation, Marcelle.

Thank you kindly Marcelle for the pleasure was and is all ours...

And we thank you all for the well wishes for mommy. I am taking good care of her with lots of snuggle time and playing with all the beautiful Christmas cards that came in the mail box to me here. I do not know how that happened because I did not put my address in the Santa Claws bag. I can not even read or spell very well.

Today one card even came for COLE from Jeter and Mickey! He was so delighted he asked to take it home:)

It just goes to show that there is magic at work during this season...