[Mama_Bear]

To new friends and old friends ~
to all who have brought poems, potpourri, inspiration,
laughter and smiles, prayers and good cheer
to Amy's Place, I wish you Peace, Love and Joy.

May you and your family have a Blessed Christmas.

[firewalk]

Very best wishes for everyone at Potpourri.
This thread always makes me smile. (thank you)

[JustAmy]

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City sidewalks, busy sidewalks
Dressed in holiday style
In the air there's a feeling of Christmas

Children laughing, people passing
Meeting smile after smile
And on ev'ry street corner you hear:

Silver bells, silver bells
It's Christmas time in the city
Ring-a-ling, hear them ring
Soon it will be Christmas day

Strings of street lights, even stop lights
Blink a bright red and green
As the shoppers rush home with their treasures

Hear the snow crunch, see the kids bunch
This is Santa's big scene
And above all this bustle you hear:

Silver bells, silver bells
It's Christmas time in the city
Ring-a-ling, hear them ring
Soon it will be Christmas day


Thank you for the Christmas Wishes, Lori.
We wish you and JK a very special Christmas.

[OESY]

Cow Dreams, by Steve Lucas


I've been wonderin' lately,
while I watched some doggies doze
What cows and calves dream about,
and I would suppose,

They dream of lush green pastures,
with clover belly deep,
and rumens full of grass and milk,
But I wonder when they sleep.

If they dream of mama,
and getting licked so shiny clean,
And having her watch real close by,
and places they have been.

When they are snorin' are they dreaming,
'bout skies of azure blue?
When they have to sleep in snow or rain
I wonder if it's true.

That they have some trouble sleepin'
and wake up with a fright,
From dreams they can't remember,
But bumped loud in the night?

On hot summer days when they are stretched out
takin' a siesta in the shade,
Do you think they dream of autumn
And when dreams begin to fade.

When mama tries to wake 'em,
to take another lap
To the creek to drink some water,
do they still just want to nap?

And cows that spend their lives in
barns and concrete lots,
Do they dream of dirt and trees and hills,
and shady, grassy spots?

So in retrospect, I reckon,
and there is no shame,
In admittin' that cow's and cowboy's dreams
Are pretty much the same.

[Victoria Delsoul]

Thank you, Lori. Same to you.

[deadhead]

Merry Christmas!