A journey of exploration and discovery of who I am becoming during the aging process. A great big bang-up HURRAH! that
I'm alive. A lot of talk about sundry and miscellaneous stuff & nonsense that may or may not have relevance; they may not even make sense (remember, I'm menopausal!). But I'm hoping they'll be fun.
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
Twas the Month After Christmas .....
The following poem was sent to me by my Irish friend Antonia whose sister Eleanor (after reading my blog) thought it might be appropriate.
Are you trying to tell me something, Eleanor?
Twas the month after Christmas...
* Twas the month after Christmas, and all through the house,