Out With The Old... Poem by Dawn Ferrett

Christmastime is over, the New Year has begun.
Pack away the tinsel and the tree.
Everything looks bare, now. We've all had our fun,
But now it's back to work for you and me.

So, it's backs to the grindstone, shoulders to the wheel,
We called the tune - the piper wants his pay!
The bills, when they arrive, will be enough to make you reel,
And things get more expensive, day by day.

It's a wonder that our parents could afford to keep us fed,
Especially when large families were the norm.
Each day a constant battle just to stay out of the red;
To provide shelter, clothe us - make us warm.

I suppose we should be thankful that we have a job at all,
In these mad days of rising unemployment,
And I surmise that when your back's against the wall,
It tends to put a damper on enjoyment.

So let us all be thankful, whilst enduring troubled times.
After all, you know, it could be so much worse.
Heck! I could find it difficult to conjure up some rhymes!
Then how would I have finished off this verse? ? ? ? ?

(Can you tell I struggled a bit at the end? ? ? ?)

Happy New Year to all my friends and family,
May 2014 be everything you hoped for!

Keep smiling! ! ! ! ! ! !