Had a quiet Christmas here, like most older single guys do, thinking about all the good family and friends I've known who are gone now. And watched the Sean Connery Bond movies, the Laker/Boston Celtics game, and the Humphrey Bogart classics were on TCM.
Wrote this poem on Christmas Eve. "Christmastimes Ago" December 24th, C 2008, Starboy
I always cry at Christmas, for those who've gone before, I miss their smiling faces, that I shan't see evermore.
They only shine inside my mind, of times so long ago, of warm and cheery Christmases, & somehow I trust they know.
That I think of them & send my love, to wherever they may be, at Christmastime and throughout the year, they're in the heart of me...