At such times when the sun is high
It seems so churlish to sit by
A busy scroll of Facebook feeds;
It’s REAL contact that one needs!
This ‘Electronic God’ claims time
It’s an addiction – but not mine…
Good servant yes, but Master – No!
Life is short; we boldly go
And meet our family and friends
Share festive fare, discuss new trends
Agree the world is in a mess
Hope all will happen for the best…
As this troubled year draws to a close
My thoughts go out to all of those
Bereaved, in pain or quite alone;
I wonder who’ll pick up a ‘phone …
(c) Poet in the woods 2016
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