Suspicious Through the Year
Calling time is here; hand me the phone dear
Fun for all that lovers call
Will they miss you this year
Snows flare in the air, they are every where
My lines or your lovers’ rhymes
Which one you deeply care
Snows flare in the air; I’m goin’ no where
Come, be by my side
And leave the phone just there
My love, I am here; there’s no other dear
Oh, why can’t you really see
Suspicious through the year
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Poem inspired by JH’s CCC Poetry Contest
and was based on Christmas Time is Here
by Vince Guaraldi, 1965
Copyright © Ernesto P. Santiago | Year Posted 2008
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