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I Remember

  As long as I can remember
came Christmas cards in December -
               my aunts back home to thank.
With best wishes at yuletide 
      and always tucked away inside
                a cheque from Barclays Bank.

  Looking back as I live and muse
on Boxing Day I’d gamble and lose
                   on some pony my bet to lay.
In the birdcage or at the tote
   my losing ticket stubs in my coat
                   but I’d be back on Cup Day.

  Playing poker and alley pool
on our summer break before school
                  cos that’s what gamblers do.
Or with my aunt cash on my way
     for a brand shiny new LP to play
           off I’d go to Record Rendezvous.

  And from the Sweet Briar fairy
came a birthday card in late January
                 just a few short weeks hence.
Which was a master stroke
        for by then I was always broke
                and it made all the difference.

  As long as this heart of mine
hearkens a carol at Christmas time
                or money to pay what I owed…
I’ll remember a season’s joy
    and all the many cards as a boy
                  I got from Sweet Briar Road.


        Written: January 2018
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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