TO SONNY ON THIS CHRISTMAS DAY
It seems 'twas only yesterday
When you were always in the way,
Especially if I tried to cook
You were forever under foot.
Your fingers poked in that or this,
There wasn't anything you missed.
'Twas then I thought I might enjoy,
To have my kitchen clear of boys.
BUT NOW ...........................
I made some ginger bread, today,
Please lend an ear and listen. SAY!
Why, I'd have given a million, quick,
If you'd been here
The pan to lick.
(to Leonard Dale)