Canton CXVII

I’ll make a hash of carving up the chicken,
the veg will overboil and the spuds
will still be pale when all the meat is done.

But all that’s still to come, right now my mood
is high as it could ever climb because
we’re slow dancing to Johnny Cash instead,

your bump presses into both of us,
it really feels like we are three today,
two generations held within our clasp,

and maybe it’s soppy, but I’ll still say
that this is all I wanted for Christmas,
so even as the next CD track plays,

not even Michael Bolton’s voice can spoil this.


1 Comment (+add yours?)

  1. peter litton
    Dec 30, 2011 @ 00:29:13

    Johnny Cash…yes I like the prison concerts.


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